[Intro-Unappreciated Jr.]
Yo, I Ain’t Perfect And I Ain’t Gonna Push Myself To Be Perfect...

[Interlude]
Aye Yo, Nas Pour Me A Glass...

*Clear Throat*

[Verse 1]
Hmm...Okay
Thinkin’ of some shit to say
Cause these quiet thoughts of you, kinda got me in the mood to write about you today
End up smilin’ at you when I saw you in the hallway
Sadly, I don’t know you but your presence and beauty know how to bright up a n***a day
It’s like the spotlight is always shinin’ on you whenever I see you comin’ my way
Never know what to do, when I see that pretty ass face
I always wanted you but your mind is in a different place
Playin’ “Deja Vu”, while walkin’ in the same pace
I know the original, he only know how to copy and paste
Let’s take it back to the old days, where the little boy would kneel down just to tie the pretty girl shoelace
Do all this extra shit cause shorty lips is all he wanna taste
Just read it slowly, that’s how you gonna know it best
Get to know me, I promise you’ll be impress
Gotta study, in order for me to pass this test
Always get jealousy but act like I care less
A lot of shit is overwhelmin’ me but I don’t show that I’m stress
So much shit you’re tellin’ me makes me wanna confess
But I guess, hiding it is the best way
I’m gonna tell you but baby it won’t be today
But the more I wait, it’s gonna be too late
Cause my spot, is the spot that n***a gonna take
I don’t understand, how can you hate the real but love the fake
Man...isn’t life great? N***as throwing away good girls, like leftovers on a plate
In this fucked up world, you can’t find yourself a good ass girl
Those good girls are really hard to find
They outta heartless or tired of getting they feelings hurt all the time
Maybe I can persuade her to change her mind with these sweet lyrics and lines
Once she hear it, she’s gonna fall in love with these rhymes
A wise kid said, “A Creative Mind, Is A Perfect Mind”

[Hook]
Now you know, I wanna stay low
Now you know, where I wanna be
Now you know, where I wanna go
Now you know, he ain’t better than me

[Verse 2]
Uh
I’m proud of my soft ass raps
I’m proud of my n***a ass naps
I’m proud of my skinny ass body
I’m proud to say writing is my hobby
Nobody won’t understand what I feel
I’ma combination of Cole and Lauryn Hill
Cause both of them ain’t ashame to rap about the real
Gotta chip tooth but this smile is still a million dollar grill
Hope one day, he’ll sign me to the record label “Dreamville”
Workin’ on my career, while you workin’ on yours
Can’t wait for one of those days, where you ride out with me on my music tours
I’m so young, rapping about these type of things
Look what you done, I’m rappin’ about you like you’re my everything
(Well...is she?) I mean, she can be
I mean, I do want her but she look at me like “who’s he?”
Don’t act like you wasn’t smiling at me, while I was writing these rhymes on a loosely
Gotta do what I gotta do
Just so you can see what I see
I just wanna show you, that there’s somewhat of a perfect guy in me

[Hook]
Now you know, I wanna stay low
Now you know, where I wanna be
Now you know, where I wanna go
Now you know, he ain’t better than me