What do you want from me?
What do you want that makes you crazy?
What do you want from me?
What do you want that makes you keep runnin right back to me.
Cos you thought that you couldve lost you a star to be.
Didnt think this punk would get so far to see.
But Ive been by before, dont lie to me.
Reapin what Ive sown, dont come to me.
Cos Im just the one thatll drive you insane.
Dont come to me.
Cos Im just the one thatll drive you away.
Dont come to me.
You thought that you couldve lost you a star but dont come to me.
Never thought we would get this far so dont come to me.
Like a rasta who dont need dreadlocks to prove hes headstrong and on and on.
What can I say, livin this way? Now I know how to take all the pain away.
Guilty as charged and Im leaving this place.
Smother me with the guilt written on your face.
Cos Ill be in the same spot for the rest of my life contemplating my fate while refining my ways.
So dont come to me.
Never thought I would get that far, so dont come to me.
Thought you couldve lost you a star but dont come to me.
Bet you never thought we would be the last ones to see.
Patronize me wisely, yeah.
Im coming out of a phaze from lashing out in a rage and I aint competing with people up on them seasons.
But Ill keep a straight face when I look in their eyes. Somethings telling me that its time to shine.
And I aint changing up cos they say that its hard.
I aint gonna stop cos Ive gone too far.
Delusions of grandeur got me beyond the confusion I was taught to believe forever long.
Always being told I couldnt do it my way.
Always being told that I wouldnt get paid.
Always making sure I was afraid to shine cos if I did I would see every lie used to close my mind.
To sum it up. Aint the chump they thought I was.
To sum it up. Aint tryin to create a buzz
To sum it up. All I ever fronted was my sanity but I wont deny that my mind can be so pretty.
I aint tryin to be a star.
Aint no letting up.
Misunderstood from the start.
So Im coming up.
Cos I dont need a back up plan to take a stand for my worth like a real man lookin past emotionally potent oversimplifications created by mythmakers for the sake of their patrons, keeping them complacently overlooking the blatent concentration of the worst display of abomination.