Impostor, inspect, I got too much on my chest
I don't wanna all your gadgets, all I want is your respect
Impostor, inspect, I got too much on my plate
I don't wanna all your gadget, all I want is your respect
Try me, try to buy me with your technology illogic
I want a new start, do something smart, with my art
My only motivation is to write with the right emotion
I don't care 'bout nothing else but the music going on
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down
I got too much on my chest, I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down
I got too much on my chest, I got too much on my plate
Sometimes I wish I could be who I wanna be
And not who they want me to be
Just make it all easy, hey yo, I got to get away-oh
But I don't give a fuck about what you think of me, oh
Try me, confuse me, elude me with your fake wings
We both know who you really are, impostor, you're not a star
My only motivation is to write with the right emotion
I don't care 'bout nothing else but the music going on, oh
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down
I got too much on my chest, I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down
I got too much on my chest, I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down
I got too much on my chest, I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down, lock him down
I got too much on my chest, I got too much on my plate