Pardon Me
Oh I’m sorry,
Did my originality offend you?
Cuz’ last time I checked
the message was ‘be yourself’
not ‘be yourself as long as everybody else accepts that version of you’
Because, It’s a little hard to be you while trying to portray the personality modern society has given you,
So pardon me if the fact that I don’t follow trends offends you
Pardon me if I’d rather write out my soul than be on twitter all day
Pardon me if my language you can’t fathom
and you miss every word I say
Pardon me if I don’t define a line between mainstream and indie
Pardon me if I don’t understand every slang term that comes out of your mouth,
Pardon me if my being quirky stifles your “vibe”
Pardon me if not knowing everything you do is a problem for you
Pardon me if I’m afraid of getting too close
Because it seems to me that everything I do doesn’t please you enough so please,
Pardon me,
My spoken word is my own
I spit flames of truth not fantasy,
Your hypocritical laments of an imaginary life
However, you contradict yourself while I speak from my heart
Why dwell on a subject that you know nothing about?
Put it down if you can hold it,
Give it up if you can’t bring it,
Don’t like, don’t listen
Can’t handle, don’t deal
Because even if you don’t like it,
My flame is real
And my rhyme is your achilles heel