Remember when we talked about coming of age
Well it's pretty hard to see
when I know
Imma be the same height
As I am when I was fucking 12.
I could mature
By the idea of maturity
Is the death of my ideals
in exchange for cash from some guy
That stopped being human when they got their first million
I'll still have no muscles
I'll still be short as hell
Speaking the realist truth
Even to those who say it's just
An immature noise
from an ignorant boy
I'll still speak
For anyone who wants to hear it
Screaming at the top of my lungs
telling ignorant people to
"Get outta my way"
Cause I don't need their BS holding us down"
And making fun of
The Boys That Can't Turn Men
By getting drunk girls in bed with them
Then making dumb jokes the next night
Like "Come of age. more like Age of Cum"
In a sad attempt to be bigger than guys
That don't waste all their time
Stroking guys like his egos.
That's MY future