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mickey monday – self conscious lyrics

[intro]
…i’m not really one for intros

[verse 1]
i get so self-conscious
i often weight out the consequences
say to myself i should drop this sh-t
and purge myself to stop from spitting
there’s a list with options in it
scars on my back
narcotics from doctor’s visits
popping pills like awkward pimples
introvert that’s locked in a bubble
playing this game and get lost in the huddle
argue with karma get a nice reb-ttal
the small things matter the most i’m far from subtle
i lost my cousin to a bullet combusted from metal
cause a hating -ss n-gga with jealous intentions
couldn’t settle the tension
i had to watch my big cousin go home
and from that day on, i knew i was never alone
he followed in his dad’s paths; we called him “lil footz”
his essence was rare; i can still feel him here

[hook]
i don’t have an ego…
just places where my thoughts run…
i don’t have an ego…
just places where my thoughts run…
i don’t have an ego…
just places where my thoughts run…
i don’t have an ego…
just places where my thoughts run…

[verse 2]
i get so self-conscious
i often weight out the consequences
say to myself i should drop this sh-t
and purge myself to stop from spitting
a chilled gl-ss with xo in it, but listen close…
i got a problem with these women, i don’t love these hoes
but somehow i end up in some fancy clothes
in my favorite pair of jordan airs; theses bordeauxs’
what they’re attracted to it has to be the clothes
a long face and humungous nose; when i stare a picture
i see a million flaws; when i post one up everyone’s in awe
i don’t see this dog; please believe me
people say i look familiar like i be on tv
i don’t believe in the flattery
and keep your two cents; there’s change in coincidence

[hook]

i get so self-conscious
i often weight out the consequences
say to myself i should drop this sh-t
and purge myself to stop from spitting
delete every notepad written on my idevice
and dream visions through celebrity’s eyes
indecisive in life’s dimensions
progressing through age with a host of questions
questioning my faith and counting my blessing
put them in my dresser; let’s be honest
the industry’s longevity is kinda tarnished
you fifteen minutes of fame no longer promised
i’m no longer solemn; listening to beats in a dark room
my thoughts are typhoons, turn off my iphone
i might just go soon, i weigh the outcome

[hook]

- mickey monday lyrics

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