GAMBINO

Ayo Third take man, third take Let's hope I can get some of this shit right It's fucking tiring Jeez They sayin' "it was Gambino's first" but I don't even care Roll down the windows, let the wind blow through my hair Let the music play around me, my only friend Let the skies illuminate me, I'll be shining then Sure this is basic shit but I hope y'all won't ever know This song was never even intended for the radio And I don't even have a studio with a ton of mics Just my bedroom, myself and Mr. Quiet, alright? I'm just a white boy in his late teens Scared that I won't even come to make my own dreams Scared that my mind won't be louder than all of the screams Of all those who want me to become what they need me to be Shit I just wanna make songs But my mind tells me that all of this is wrong That I'm not even supposed to be here That I should be on a stage Doing something like acting or singing from another white page, man And as this guitar pressures me on The seconds pass by and I'm scared that I won't come off As a person who's even that likable or funny That I'll just look like another little rite wapper boy doing this for money And I suppose it's a better time than ever That I mention this song is an intro that you won't remember To my career as a musician who hardly ever raps And yet you will all listen to me acting like I'm all that And I'd like to swim now, but my blood is dripping down My arm sleeve but I don't care I still jump in, chlorine bleaching my hair And the gash on my arm continues to burn But I don't even care, I'll just let it carry on My blood flowing into the pool In my dark room Windows closing around me now F*ck F*ck Shit man Childish Gambino is a big inspiration to me Tyler the Creator and Kevin Abstract, I wanna be Just like them A model to all and inspiration to all of my friends If I have any, man Who the f*ck are my friends man I got three I guess F*ck What the f*ck am I doing with my life F*ck this shit F*ck What the f*ck, man God Thanks Mr. Quiet, means a lot buddy