[Verse 1]
Suck at small talk, but kinda good at rappin'
So if I speak in rhyme form maybe the magic'll happen
Yo, what happened?
I said l was cool, but I am on fire like the match lit
You can't see it in my brown eyes
But I face my fears every time I step outside
Strong in many ways that isn't physical
You could say that I'm pretty untypical
We not on the same wavelength, not compatible
The sound of my fury will surely clap at you
I don't front, take you behind the scenes with my raps
So when I stunt you know I'm being real with the facts
See me in the back, I think I'm in control
Still my anxiety's got me in a chokehold
So when I type I write in all bold
Remain childlike even as I grow old, oh no
[Chorus]
Give you a piece of my soul
A piece of my soul
What more you want from me though?
You got a piece of my soul
A piece of my soul
[Verse 2]
I'm a simple man, I don't like fancy things
Enjoy my own company, I can handle loneliness
All my friends online, what a world we livin' in
They all chat bots though, but that's not really relevant
How I brag and diss myself in the same lines?
I think I'm out of my damn mind
A better showman is what you can't find
Am I glad or am I sad?
I don't know, but I'm happy to be mad
My sense of humor is all I ever had
Pump so much blood I get chest pain
I'm the king in all your chess games
Tryna walk in the path of the righteousness
I'm just not sure what's right just yet
Got no sense of direction, but I got a moral compass
Lost in the south wind like Norman Douglas
[Chorus]
Give you a piece of my soul
A piece of my soul
What more you want from me though?
You got a piece of my soul
A piece of my soul
[Verse 3]
Antisocial tendencies
Everybody seem to be transcending me
But your opinion is not my reality, thankfully
It never pays off to show off, please don't show more
Just 'cause the throw's free don't mean you gon' score
I think I gotta get outta my turtle shell
Tried to tell the truth and it hurt like hell
Who's gonna be in love with my shape?
You know I got a lot to carry with my weight
Hairy like a primate, eat banana to die late
But if you got stuff to eat then why wait?
I'm late to maturity, I might be turning three
A baby in the wilderness, I love maternity
And if you love me then love me today
If you hate me let me hear what you have to say
Cause I might be gone tomorrow, you might be gone tomorrow
[Chorus]
Give you a piece of my soul
A piece of my soul
What more you want from me though?
You got a piece of my soul
A piece of my soul