MF DOOM
Clubhouses
[Verse]
Sit on the docks, ankles in the lake
Sometimes I sit out and wonder why some people are fake
Add you to their groups and treat you like your worth some high value
They have friends that view you as a tool, they entrap you
In their bullshit acts, you follow, they laugh at you
Once I saw the shit they said about me behind my back, that blew
I always used to have thoughts on if I just had fake friends
It seems like some people I knew only wanted me for dividеnds
Maybe it looks that way if you look through the wrong lens
But I rеally think some just want me to follow their trends
When I was younger, I'd meet fuckers who'd switch on a dime
They'd be buddy-buddy, then think I'm yucky so quick with spare time
"Yo Sid, wanna meet up at 6? you're so dope
We wanna explore the forest behind your house" I said nope
"Aww you fuckin wimp, you never wanna do nothing fun"
You just said I was dope, please cope, we're fucking done
I make it very clear I don't like everybody
The last trait you could give to me is gaudy
I'm kept to myself and I don't mind peace and quiet
I may sound like a punk on record but I'd never wanna riot
I never did all the things of a normal teenager
But trust me, I'm not saying that like I was greater
Explore abandoned houses, go to malls, start clubhouses
Too crowded, rather stay here and barely move like molasses
I doubted I'd have any friends by senior year
And that came true, but trust me, I'm not rolling down tears
I could barely get along with anybody past the 8th grade
But it's not like I tried or I got persuade
And I don't think people who didn't know me thought I'd start a crusade
My interest in others decayed, it ain't like my psyche was delayed
Could this be considered a downgrade?
Probably, well played