[Intro]

I'm officially going in

And refusing to come out

Unless I'm bloody

Let's go

[Verse 1]

I'd like to think I pride myself on being humble

And let these other motherfuckers lose touch like a fumble

Cause you can keep a level head and have fun too

But I came to promote the game till they saying uncle

At least till my name's in the same lane as [?]

You gonna have to respect me for making being uncool cool

With no capris and sandals, ray bans, skinny pants and flannels

So insecure I'm tugging at my t-shirt

Cause I swear the girl behind me staring at my love handles

I just wanna change the channel or delete them

Where the fuck is adam sandler when you need him?

Or christopher walken

On my papercut shit again,thank god for walkmans

And I gotta thank God often

Cause otherwise I'd be like these other guys

[Hook]

This type of scene just ain't my thing

And everybody too cool for school

And yet somehow I never felt so alone

In a room full of people

So now I'mma seat on this stoop

And I'mma gonna lace up my boots

And keep on walking till I make my way home

[Verse 2]

Can someone tell me how I got here in the first place

Cause honestly in my opinion this the worst place

I mean I even said hello to a few girls

I feel like brad pitt stuck in cool world

Cause everything so foreign

And all the conversation is boring

I mean I'm practically snoring

Cause somebody please show me the door man

Cause I don't think that I can take it

Everybody here is desperate hit like replacements

That's probably why I ain't sayin' shit

Oh what the hell I might as well get wasted

Cause I'd rather be sedated

Than conversate about whose sneakers are more outrageous

Or whose outfit's the latest

I think I'll blow jokes on you, greatest

[Hook]

This type of scene just ain't my thing

And everybody too cool for school

And yet somehow I never felt so alone

In a room full of people

So now I'mma seat on this stoop

And I'mma gonna lace on my boots

And keep on walking till I make my way home

[Outro]

Ladies and gentlemen

Boys and girls

I'd advise you all

To the papercut chronicles ii

It don't get much better

[Hook]

This type of scene just ain't my thing

And everybody too cool for school

And yet somehow I never felt so alone

In a room full of people

So now I'mma seat on this stoop

And I'mma gonna lace on my boots

And keep on walking till I make my way home