クレジット
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone-Terell "Tuiirell" Williams
Songwriter
Kai Young
Songwriter
歌詞
Don't give a fuck about your past
Making moments right now
Better start feeling good, time to put on your crown
Don't give a fuck what they say
Out the side of they mouth
Their third eye is blind
They can't see your form now
(And now we come to thrilling final episode of our radio drama)
Turn on the news I can't keep up
So many things just don't add up
No pulse inside a lost soul
So they're walking blind to a goal post
So let your pride down
Fuck the hate (fuck the hate)
We're on the vibes of namaste (namaste)
We eating good man, what's on your plate?
Focus on your mind, see yourself through the shade yeah
Don't give a fuck about your past
Making moments right now
Better start feeling good, time to put on your crown
Don't give a fuck what they say
Out the side of they mouth
Their third eye is blind
They can't see your form now
Starseed, Indigo king, queer folk, black hippie
I done glowed up, showed up, showed out, shut it down
Next time I come out they know my ass bring this house down
Starseed, Indigo king, queer folk, black hippie
I done glowed up, showed up, showed out, shut it down
Next time I come out they know my ass bring this house down
I am me, I am me, I am me
(I am me, I am me, ahh)
I am me, I am me, I am me
(I am me, I am me, ahh)
You playing (Oh you playin')
Don't understand what I'm saying?
Then you better get to creating
My music is my safe haven
Too many fakers stay making what appears to be a creation
But no soul energy taken,
No effort in what they're creating
But I don't get it though
Mother fucker just want to be a rich folk
Better write down your thoughts before they steal those
Better walk the walk, talk the talk, clear the coast
Oh my god, yeah we made it ho
Yeah we over here posted in centerfolds
Got a heart, got a soul that's full of gold
Spreading love until we die and we make it home
You better know
Don't give a fuck about your past
Making moments right now
Better start feeling good, time to put on your crown
Don't give a fuck what they say
Out the side of they mouth
Their third eye is blind
They can't see your form now
Starseed, Indigo king, queer folk, black hippie
I done glowed up, showed up, showed out, shut it down
Next time I come out they know my ass bring this house down
Starseed, Indigo king, queer folk, black hippie
I done glowed up, showed up, showed out, shut it down
Next time I come out they know my ass bring this house down
I am me, I am me, I am me
(I am me, I am me, ahh)
I am me, I am me, I am me
(I am me, I am me, ahh)
(You can't be me)
I am me, I am me
(You can't be me)
I am me, I am me
Not another fail, no, not another leech
Not another hater, not another, not another
Not another fan, no, not a mindless creep
Not a one to play with
Not another, not another
Not another fail, no, not another leech
Not another hater, not another, not another
Not another fan, no, not a mindless creep
Not a one to play with
Not another, not another
Not another fail, no, not another leech
Not another hater, not another, not another
Not another fan, no, not a mindless creep
Not a one to play with
Not another, not another
Not another fail, no, not another leech
Not another hater, not another, not another
Not another fan, no, not a mindless creep
Not a one to play with
Not another, not another
(You can't be me)
I am me, I am me
(You can't be me)
I am me, I am me
I'm a Starseed, Indigo king
Goofball, you can't see me
Outcast, so fresh so clean
Brown skin, you can't be me
(So fresh and so clean)
(So fresh and so clean clean)
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Written by: Kai Young, Tyrone-Terell "Tuiirell" Williams