Not the Hero (feat. Cool DJ C. $harp)

Yo I'm tryna catch the beat, look Listen Yo And so they ask Hey Preddy, how you been, how you faring Is there anything on your mind you feel comfortable sharing Always thought I was Miles but it seems I'm more Uncle Aaron 'Cause instead of saving lives I'm pressed 'bout own welfare and More Marisa than Lyra I wear my daemons on the outside And I can even detach and cast my soul to the side and Walk around with pride pretending to be alive while Everything that makes me human's suppressed and fully denied Surely I'm lying, or at least exaggerating my status Who's to say when all we do's reduced to digital data An insatiable need for constant appraisal but let me say if you Ain't content already them likes and comments wont save you How can I wake up and dominate without being an abomima- Tion (Shun) all of my modesty Come forward with honesty Stun with my accomplishments and Demolish my conscience been Torn apart by this conflict when I just really need solace I'm peeking into my wallet I think I need a deposit Been putting in the time but haven't made any progress They promised in 2021 that I would reap the harvest but Honestly I'm impatient and sick of this fucking process I'm standing outside this complex and plotting on how to rob it 'Cause on top of the money I'm just itching for a conquest Sorry must beg your pardon not sure when my core went rotten Decay abundant with toxic fallout leaking like a faucet A product of open markets and laissez-faire economics I like my ladies the hottest, demonic, some type of foreign, exotic Dash of psychotic just to get my boosters launching with So many babies abolished I know that that coochie haunted If there was a line I crossed it, proceeded to move beyond it And entered into an orbit that I know was strictly forbid and I'll ride that territory as long as I make you fearful 'Cause even in my own story it's becoming clearer I'm not the hero I said I'm not the hero Mothafuckas Say that I'm foolish I'm Losing it and I said I'm not the hero I'm not your fucking hero And At 9.81 meters per second squared I'm tearing through pure air I'm falling, terminal velocity approaching As my drag matches my g-force that keeps Tugging at my throat and pulls me Towards the earth's center mass where I can float and Every-which way is up and nobody can tell you no Enclosed in glass case of emotion there's no Way to control it every which Way I move forward it's like I'm Stabbing the ocean Grab you some lotion 'cause I know you're not prepared for the Way I'm 'bout to fuck the world Let me take you there