Walking thru those double doors
The real me is at the crib
I attend a school that ask for much more that I can give
Surrounded by intelligence
To girls that's just embellishment
So I stay conservative to avoid all embarrassment
Because any good accomplishments I have just seems irrelevant.
In the bigger picture, I remember back in middle school
If you made the honor roll you was the coolest dude
Now? I just increase and achieve in peace
I feel like I can just eat
Either way, this isn't me.
Confidence stays confidential once I'm locked inside those doors and windows
Afraid of telling anyone my grades because I hate to be in second place
So I just stay in my space, do my work and write verses
Trying to convince myself that boasting about my improvements isn't worth it
Cause if I ask and feel embarrassed?
Somewhere between confident and cocky
You're gonna find me, racking up awards and still doing it quietly
I want to be open with others, I hate being second
So even without a question, I wear mask for the protection