3 - B.O.A.T.S. (Based On A True Story)

Ayo, my comfort zone is being home, entertaining my brain

With beats, anime and a ton of video games

You would think that I’m a kid but trust that I’m a grown man

White hair and all with the bills stacked tall

But I be holding down a job, most the time for years

Cause I don’t like bouncing from job to job like some of my peers

I want to build up a savings, maybe chill in the Caymans

But I live like a caveman, barely leave out of fear

It’s a crazy world out there and I barely like humans

Most don’t know what they doing, plenty of lives they leave ruined

Yall be killing, polluting, acting all kinds of stupid

For attention and likes, like yall high school students

I mean, I like people but only in small doses

Like me, most of yall hopeless, faking like yall important

But I can’t lock myself up in my room forever

I know that I’m a hermit and I need to do better

I be walking down the street, seeing what the day brings

Even when I reach in my pocket and I pull up lint

But my bills all paid, the fridge got a few things

As my bank account shows every last penny spent

Still got some growing to do

Just give me a moment or two

I’mma get my act together, show improve and do better

But looking at the big picture, my brain like whatever

Like who I am I really trying to impress?

I aint never been fresh to death

Most people might not think I’m grotesque but I’m no Brad Pit

Far from it, I know what I come with

I know what I’m bring to the table, nothing to write home about

But a bunch of these fools be boosting my stock, good man drought

My heart’s in the right place but my mind’s in a weird space

All I’m trying to see if you know what I’m talking about

Do you really relate? Or am I just a weirdo

I know I am but I’m I on this sinking boat alone

Don’t like talking on phones, barely talk while in person

Don’t like to go to parties, feels more like a circus

Trying to forget these worries, so I don’t talk about feelings

Females hate when I’m quiet, want me to be more revealing

That’s when I get so drain, then I begin to act strange

I don’t want to be famous but want people to know my name

That’s that bugged out stuff that I be thinking

Probably one of the reasons I stop drinking

Don’t smoke, no drugs but still dope

Deal with bad luck but yet I still hope

Things will get better, till then, I will cope

With this meager ass wage, that these companies deem fair

Its hard to stay sober, trying to even care

Let me be among the humans and inhale some fresh air

I be walking down the street, seeing what the day brings

Even when I reach in my pocket and I pull up lint

But my bills all paid, the fridge got a few things

As my bank account shows every last penny spent

Still got some growing to do

Just give me a moment or two

I’mma get my act together, show improve and do better

But looking at the big picture, my brain like whatever