Intro:I can't do it anymore, it's just me and the pen nowChorus:I know the pressure's in the airA half a million spent and yet you act like you don't careCause I've seen and read just how easy it isJust throw a rap onto a beat and that's the record bizI know...Come my way, come my wayUp in the place, my label wants a hit songSo I can blow up like MaseAnd that's easy right?Just put a little rap upon the beatAnd just freak it until it's tightThrow a hook on itBoom there you goCast it into the lake of consumerismAnd bloom it's that easyIt's like 1, 2, 3, bingo check my new singleLook at Pigeon John as he sings and danceThey don't even understand that I have wet my pantsWith a demented grin I just shake their handsThen go back to the studio and wait for chanceChorusI know the pressure's in the airA half a million spent and yet you act like you don't careCause I've seen and read just how easy it isJust throw a rap onto a beat and that's the record bizAnd now I'm fallingDon't know what to do nowAnd now I'm fallingWhere the heck is my crew nowAnd now I'm fallingOh and what am I to do?When my head's drained and dryWith no point of view?I'll just... well forget it, I'll just do what I didTo get me in the first place when I was I kidI'll make a song about cheerleaders, Cadillacs, Silverlake,White girls, jealousy which then turns to hate,Trader Joe's, ex-girlfriends, and cheap clothesSwingers at three and never do forget "Oooh Weee"And plus insecurity is the keyWhen they're marketing me to societyAnd I'm broke but that's good for publicityCause it shows the human side of buying my cdChorus
