Fanfaronade: Becoming Great


Something needs to happen quick before I stop rapping
And become an activist, for human rights
You know I'll practice it, my passion
Says keep on going, bank account, get a job
Friends tell me I’m something special
Head says most people are wrong
If you don’t buy my records it’s truly no problem but
When you ask me when the next show is and
Say you'll come, you better come
Cause I remember every time someone says that they care
Most of them don’t follow through
And if they do I see them there
I like to greet them with both eyes alined with theirs
And break the common misconception that
I'm any further up the stairs
A heavy burden likes to rest inside my lower back
For every person whom I've hurt without my knowing that
The point I focus on the corners of Pandora's box
Collapse and leave me with no other choice like there's no going back.
I know I got enough support to stay afloat
But what’s the use, when you can’t afford to make the payments on the boat

[Chorus]

I’m hoping that there’s no other way
I’m so aware I might fall awake
No one cares about my hall of fame
I’m so scared of becoming great (2x)

Now I often ask myself what Im truly accomplishing
I jump into conclusion, and climb in the time bomb machine
I travel to the roots gather until inside of me
A tiny little mustard seed begins expanding silently

The whisper keeps me well distracted walking down the street
Winter in the norths enough to kill the life outside of me
I gotta learn to stop but without giving up or in.
Too much is never enough when it comes to opening
The doors to my perception are closed
The wars a metaphor for imperfection
As the ghost of past souls march around,
The caterpillar and clap for it as it wraps things within itself, around itself
Knowing it's time to expose what it knows for sure it that
Which it always was was never hole.
Just part heart part skull in clothes
Temporarily out of order, but so soon in control You know.
Soon in control you know, so soon in control you know.
Soon in control, you know, you know, you know.

[Chorus]
I’m hoping that there’s no other way
I’m so aware I might fall awake
No one cares about my hall of fame
I’m so scared of becoming great (2x)