Out of Touch (feat. hiro kamo & Yoni P)

Man f*ck high school Ayo, I ain't Thanos, but they called me a madman like I'm the purple titan Tryna dim this star's light like I don't deserve a shinin' (come on) The talk of the town from bullshit gossiping rumors (Really?) They know me, but hate me, hence I'm a popular loser I was a wandering kid, never belonged to a clique Wasn't into theater, but I had drama and shit If only you knew of the nights I spent locked away (damn) Working on beats like I'm the next Dr. Dre (true) I had to rap battle my way back in the days (yeah) But at the end it felt like a smack in the face (well shit) Because it was rigged by punks who really hate me (oof) Two-faced faux friends tryna humiliate me (tell 'em) F*ck a dap after from filthy rat bastards Don't believe these bad actors, ass backwards backstabbers Tryna copy trap rappers (Yeah?) But ain't a Taskmaster (damn) Yet I've gone abstracter as a backpacker I do it for the culture so y'all say I am fucking weird Yet tryna tamper my treasure like the buccaneers (shit) I didn't have no class when they're suckers tryna oust me So quit the fucking lies about me (What?) It's all such familiar faces But not the same embracement This feeling that we're changin' So now we're distant strangers, huh This drama's just too much And now I'm out of touch Again, feelings are hard to amend I'm just so, just so out of Seek cures for insecurities Used to care what people thought but thoughts like that, they burden me So reprimand me cordially Being extroverted was a front, more like a sport to me And if you cared where I was at, don't check up on me quarterly, uh Cut me some slack off the rope just to tie loose ends I need my pack on the road, I'm making new friends Touching my back to the wall, it's not that easy fo' me I'm out of touch, I miss social cues, and the feeling's lonely Ya Comedy is my remedy You get beat up by the punchline You did me dirty like a STI I see through your lies from eye to eye From A to Z, you hate on me Can't wait on P, Hiro and G The gold standard Filipino team Been going crazy like Cee Lo Green Quarantine, you were serpentine Played me a fiddle Like I was Malcolm in the Middle Tryna figure out your riddles I've been sterilized, don't give no fucks And minimized, haven't seen none but Incentivized to go all nuts And energized to run a muck I must've been so out of luck By the way you've been acting up Came up to you, just saying wassup You pass me by, gave me no bump I'm not emotin' Nah, I'm not even holdin' Onto these emotions All these just commotion I just run through motion Keep flowing through the ocean Being frank when I channel My inner self through the mantle You must've had a lobotomy By the way you're not fond of me Acting like how zombies be So who's out of touch here, honestly? Straight out the gate, wasn't playing no games And I ain't gonna change, so stay in ya lane We ain't been same, I'm G to the therz If you say it in the vain, then I'm raging like Bane I'm burning bridges with fakes into flames Because so many became so estranged They remained in my way of chasing the fame Nothing but useless weight on my brain (uh) I said Imma make it in music (yeah) But most motherfuckers doubt that (boo) Because they would say I'm just stupid (What?) And my fucking sound's trash Understand, I had no Dungeon fam, I'm just an outcast But the gilded shithole, where I happen to live though On the surface doesn't sound bad (yeah) I'm sick of claims that they got my best interest at heart (uh huh) So called friends that prey on me never were shit from the start (f*ck 'em) I'm never forcing a sound that is watering down Just so it'll make a Tik Tok dance (yeah) I just wrote bars on a beat to go hard For myself and the sake of hip hop, man (wooh) So they say I've been crazy Like as if I got a kid Hailie (yuh) Pretty much a young Slim Shady But fucking heartless like Dick Cheney While I don't sugarcoat it (uh huh) Like it's the Powerpuff Girls (uh huh) This is what happens when you're in an out-of-touch world It's all such familiar faces But not the same embracement This feeling that we're changin' So now we're distant strangers, huh This drama's just too much And now I'm out of touch Again, feelings are hard to amend I'm just so, just so out of touch