Uncomfortable

(Keep my studio cold
Never get to comfortable
Keep my, Keep my)
Got a buddy who just went to jail for 2 weeks (yeah)
Get my rap credit up cause my bars are too weak (yeah)
Why am I already afraid of the backlash
'bout where I’m from
When I’m not even anywhere there yet
And no one could care less
Where I’m from
But I guess it matters to some that I
Never really had it hard
But rap has always been in my heart
And you break that heart
Right apart
When you claim I’m not a part of that art
But that’s alright though
Make me Uncomfortable
And you need a broken heart
For the very best part
On your guest verses
But that’s worth it
Cause in the end well
The money stacks
And it’s the artist’s job
To rip the stage apart
Night after night and
Make it the best night of your life
Man I want his life to be a mess cause
That way his songs are the best and then
I can relate and then in relay my life is great
(You know? You know?)
Anyway why are they bitching
Did you see the cars that they’re in
Clearly the money stacks and
Therefore it’s the Artist’s task
To be uncomfortable
To be uncomfortable
But it’s easy to forget
There’s a person in the mess
And we have to address that
Cudi go to psych
And Kanye too
But at least they dropping that uhhh
And I can bump it
I don’t give a fuck what the fuck they are up in cause I can bump it
(I can, I can, I can)
Anti depressants, Sleeping pills, coffee
Wake up never go to bed
Shake off all of that stress (all of that)
Make another album
Make it better than the last one
But don’t change (no)
Reinvent yourself but don’t go insane on the way
Don’t wear two pair of shoes
Just be what I like
Just be what I like
Just be what I like
It can’t be that hard
Just be what I want
I mean I stream your songs
And I buy a shirt every now and again
The least you can do to repay
Is do what I say
But I guess it’s fine
Uncomfortable artists are divine
So make me uncomfortable