Pretend

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