Intro
"Nick, you're so smart"
And I could not believe that this child, literally, a child
Had the ability to do that
Prodigy (So smart…)
So what makes that individual at 5 so brilliant?

Check, mic, two, three

Verse 1
I'm a better human being than what I think of myself
Fuck, that's heartfelt
But my heart melts when I think of how selfish, I've been
Family birthed and raised a god
But I've been acting like a man
Without this passion I wouldn't be able to stand
Trying to advance but the vantage I see is damned
This was never supposed to be my plan
I swallowed my potential now the consequences are detrimental
Exponentially decaying my mental
Destined to be something special
But sentenced to never ending comprehension
I just need a break, but I can't escape
That's why I face blunts
Trying to cut, the tension
The essence so gentle
Trying to distract my attention
Suspended on Earth but live in another dimension
My upper echelon is beyond perfection
That's why I stress and press myself into depression
But that don't make sense, because the things I've been doing are influential
Why did meiosis make me so special?

Hook
Do I really want to become the man that's inside my head?
Or would I be better to remain average instead?
Either way I'll end up dead
I'm playing life but it doesn't like to Pretend
Pretend, Pretend, Pretend, Pretend, Pretend…

Verse 2
Raising money for kids who can't afford a pencil
To go to school, kids that went to my high school
Been getting back in contact, to say I'm so cool, but in contrast
Ask if I'm still alive
I can no longer hide
Nothing I do anymore is confidential
That only brings me cons even though I'm a pro
Too introverted to become a TV show
Cause in reality I'm Antarctica degree cold
In love with music, I don't really need these hoes
Imma keep working till my CD's gold
Fuck it platinum, I'm mixing atoms
Fire the chemical reaction that comes out my Adams, apple
It's taken me, from the 303
To cities between there and Seattle
But I'm still tryna rock a show at the Babylon chapel
Chances of that are like a raffle
But if it ever becomes actual
I am scared, I'd be sitting on piles of dragon gold
And you know how the depression battle goes
Drinking, smoking and capsules down my throat
Could anyone hear me die, inside of my castle?
(AAAAAaaaaahhhhh......)

Hook
Do I really want to become the man that's inside my head?
Or would I be better to remain average instead?
Either way I'll end up dead
I'm playing life but it doesn't like to Pretend
Pretend, Pretend, Pretend, Pretend, Pretend…

Outro
Pretend, Hello
Pretend, Ya
Inception, Intellect
Self-perception, Contemplation
Comprehension, Time…
Trapped