Still Freestyling (Outro)

I joke a lot, I know The voice inside of me is 12 years old Yeah, I need guidance I just turned 30 and I'm still freestylin' So this how YOLO beats doubt And hope breeds vows I won't be proud 'til I'm crowned You holdin' me down, or you holdin' me down? Will I break out or will I break down? I'm calling my shot, aww This is my plot, aww Just let me be not wrong Everything is right in front of me So I don't see what's right in front of me I'm only seein' what it's gonna be (two, three, four) I never had a ménage (no), I'd rather get a fiancé (ayy) Mom up my ass like a prostate She thinkin' forward like blockchain But I'm sittin', thinking 'bout the fourth grade (woo) I was hittin' on the Macarena Visualizin' all the packed arenas I ain't had shit on my hands except Cheetos, that was the top Back when Dwayne was the Rock Back when jerkin' off used to be the motivation I would come racin', tryna beat my mama to my crib, get naked I'll go on Maxim.com for the pictures, put the shower on while I'm still gettin' printouts In the shower while usin' steam, and I put the shower head up on the massage settin' What the fuck was that? How was I usin' stills? Now when I use my thoughts the women turn to sand The women blow away That's why I take Adderall every day 15 milligram, time release, I pray to God it doesn't kill me My generation a test (yes) I can feel my heart race in my chest (yes) Takin' what it takes to be best (I do) I met a nice girl out West (I did) But I wish she was more East Coast (that's true) Guess that's how the story goes Doesn't matter how I far I go Fuck it, I don't even know Lot of surfaces don't need the scratch A lot of matches haven't met a match There's a lot of women in my phone who last name is Bumble, Tinder or some other app On a date, I can't wait 'til I talk about work If they sleep over, I'll get 'em a shirt I don't do synagogue, I don't do church I don't know exactly what I believe I don't know exactly what we all need Homie, this shit is a doozey We all used to writtin' in loose leaf I just want someone to use me If you can't be used, you're useless (uh) I'm just so lucky they be doin' me (true) Been privileged since birth Now I gotta pay that forward How we gonna change that world? I know I'm different, I'm comin' out and I hope you'll listen Time's runnin' out and I know I'll miss it I could fail, but I can't do what-ifs I'll give you my heart and you'll still want a pic You in or you out, yo, what you gonna pick? I wanna be what I wanna be (What's wrong with me?) Order, they bring out the lobster before you eat it And have you look at it in its eyes Anyone? I joke a lot, I know The voice inside of me is 12 years old Yeah, I need guidance I just turned 30 and I'm still freestylin'