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jarrett sorko - i'm awkward lyrics

[verse 1]
yo, spent my dough got stoned ordered bread sticks
sat-rday night all alone watching netflix
smurfs, got me aroused and
now my laptop’s open and i’m private browsing
with the volume at a mutter cause i’m living with my mother
i’ve been watching so much p-rn i’d recognize a fluffer
not a bad-ss mothaf-cka, black dudes never call me brother
when i instagram my food hashtag dollar menu supper
cause i’m broke bro, got no dough
i’d go down on a dude for milk, no h0m-
yeahhh. and when i try to flirt
it’s about as s-xy as a fat dude in a skirt
so even when i’m hammered like the enemies of thor
talking to me is weird like a dialogue in p-rn
cause i lack the for innovation for just simple conversation
and i’ve got a reputation that in every situation

[chorus]
i’m awkward, i’m awkward
i’ll shake your hand like i’m trying to meet a lobster
oh, i’m awkward, i’m awkward
when i dance it’s like i’m not the father
i’m awkward, i’m awkward
this isn’t even swagger this is just bad posture
awkward, i’m awkward
when i try to speech i wrong word

[verse 2]
it’s that scrawny white dude looking like broke ellen
with a spikey hairdo that’d make a boy band jealous
see me lacking with appeal like cut up cubes of melon
and when i’m s-xting with a chick i’m more focused on the spelling
yeahh, a proper grammar rapper
making more girls fake it than an asian p-rno actor
so gurl, let me offer an apology
i just learned you could climax when i googled ‘gynaecology’
i’m awkward after s-x like buying plan b
i’d have to be adopted if i want a grammy
but i’ve got a dope flow, like puff puff p-ss bro
looking like a serial k!ller, every photo
same s-x game as a christian rock b-ssist
that’s why i end up creeping on your photos from vacation
and to make m-st-rbation more realistic
i imagine your face disappointed when i finish

[chorus]

[verse 1]
walk into the club cop some oj on the rocks
i’m only popping bottles if they’re baby bottle pops
i can barely even talks when i’m trying to flirt with hoes
using words that i don’t know just to sound more juxtaposed
cause it’s hard to keep it street when you cry yourself to sleep
and you’re only scoring baskets if they come with sh-t to eat
with my feminine physique, just like seven days i’m weak
got adele up on my ipod and that sh-t is on repeat
i mean i even get afraid when i buy weed dude
usually being a p-ssy like cheap chinese food
cause i got my muscles from my mama
i’d even get my -ss kicked if i fought rihanna
a weird -ss guy who let’s his freak flag fly
even awkward when i rhyme, yo, freak flag fly?
so i’ma end this verse like it’s banter on a date
and start to pander off cause i don’t know what to say

[pre-chorus]
so umm… the uhh… the, the weather’s uhh… changing?

[chorus]

[outro]
oh, i’m awkward, i’m awkward
this song doesn’t have an ending
i’m awkward, i’m awkward?

- jarrett sorko lyrics

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