Don't Meet Your Heroes (feat. Open Mike Eagle & Natalie Sullivan)

The Chris McCandless of hip hop

Reading can't stop won't stop

Don't knock it till he rocks it

Or at least until he drops in

Took off over the edge trying make it flying solo

Feel like Wiley E Coyote on the ledge uh oh

It's cut-throat, I'm non-violent,

Just too scared to die silent

A one man riot isn't wrong it's just quiet

Bumping The Uncluded and scouring Kierkegaard

Slumping, existential crisis that needs trees and a guitar

My friends don't exist

And my enemies neither

Never ever meet your heroes

Never stop to take a breather

Over eager kids are beaten down and eaten up

I'm sick of all my pandering now I don’t give a fuck

No god below and no hell above

We get to get our rocks off once and then we show love

Blast me into space, I’ll orbit the globe

My mixtape is dropping you should look out below

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t learn the things you’d rather not hear explained

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t face your fears and you can never feel pain

In a wagon with calvin and hobbes

Twisting up volume nobs

Laughing at all of you snobs

Forgetting eventual drops

I want to open for David Sedaris

Hang with F. Scott Fitzgerald just like Midnight in Paris

I’m only slightly embarrassed, mostly dutifully modest

My girl’s the surely fairest just being brutally honest

Not the strongest nor the fastest not a real street rapper

But I'll spit the longest and craftiest then go make beats after

You crew can giggity-gangbang itself into submission

My tape I'll sliggity-slang it let the blogs make the decision

Rap game football I play every position

One many 11 jobs nuclear fission

I don't even exist just a voice and a vision

In a world all consumed by technological determinism

I tweet therefore I am that's that digital living

You might not follow my beat but I got physical rhythm

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t learn the things you’d rather not hear explained

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t face your fears and you can never feel pain

I bet Hawaiian dinosaurs were the coolest

They probably all know how to hula and had weird ass dreams of the future

Sat around a fire with weed and kambucha

And sand scratched blueprints of personal computers

I knew it because Cali dinosaurs are the worst

They can barely even roar from the thirst

Their feet are adapted for the floor not the earth

Life requires some energies they’re too sore to exert

Them motherfuckers can zumba though

From Temecula to Tupelo puffy coat when it’s Two Below

I’m a scruffy ghost from the Truman Show

With dusty ugly bones but a human glow

I’m a fossil attending my own funeral

I never knew transitioning is so beautiful

I speak in all fractions and picturing whole numerals

I can’t even listen no more cause I’m dead again

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t learn the things you’d rather not hear explained

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t face your fears and you can never feel pain

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t learn the things you’d rather not hear explained

Don’t meet your heroes or it never feels the same

Don’t face your fears and you can never feel pain