There are just too many times that people have tried to look inside of me. Wondering what I think of you and I protect you out of courtesy. Too many times that I've held on what I needed to push away.
Turn my mic up louder, I got to say something. Lightweights steppin' aside when we come in. Feel it in your chest, the syllables get pumping. People on the street then panic and start running.
Come with me. Let me walk in through the world that I currently stay in. You can take a look around and tell me if Im mistaken. You can even talk to everybody that I live with.