Yours Truly, Me.

Introducing Yours Truly

 My name is Aron Adams, and most of you won't know me,

'Cause I surround myself with people yet I'm always feeling lonely,

Rapping is my passion, but I write it like it's spoken word,

And I just try to be myself, I don't care to know what y'all have heard,

I'm not rapping to make records, I'm not here to make a deal,

I'm just here to get my words out, so I try to keep it real,

I don't have to curse in all these verses, I'll just tell you how I feel,

Seeing how the rap game's gone to garbage, man, it's so surreal,

'Cause I've been through some shit that I don't think you all can understand,

And I've got anger issues, but I've gotta learn to stay my hand,

These rappers say they've won the game, but I don't really think they can,

But who am I to judge, 'cause I'm just out here being my own man,

Writing's easy for me because I never have to try, right?

If you don't get the point, bitches, I'll give you the highlight,

I'm just here to speak my peace, ain't trying for the limelight,

If you ain't here to speak the truth, you didn't get an invite,

'Cause I'm just here to change shit, I'm delivering the insight,

Most people won't acknowledge it, but that's just why I rhyme tight,

And I don't bullshit for these bitches, nah, I ain't a fuckin white knight,

This shit ain't up to speculation, message here is finite,

I'm not the greatest rapper, that's some shit I'd never try to claim,

I don't have fans but I've got haters hidden up inside my brain,

Just wanna spread the word and get it out there like an e-mail chain,

I just wanna gather wisdom, but I ask myself what more's to gain,

Wanna influence the world, but I don't have the reach of fame,

My face will paint a pretty picture, but the world can't see behind the frame,

These ideas inside my head are sprouting proudly like the perfect grain,

So I never have to lie to try to hide the fact that I am not the same,

As all these other rappers who sell themselves out for a couple views,

Dollars and some infamy, then they make it in the music news,

These rappers make a million dollars, then suddenly they've gotta lie, 

They wanna rap about depression, but I ain't even seen these bitches cry,

And I've been close to suicide a couple more than just a couple times,

I'm just try'na keep the peace, but these bastards still committing crimes, 

And I ain't sure what's hap'ning in this life I'm living as of late, 

It's confusing, but I wonder why we don't adore what we create, 

Just wanna know what I'm out here living for, but too much shit's still on my plate

When I just wanna Hannah Baker, welcome to your fucking tape, 

And I ain't Eminem, sure as hell I'm not NF, 

Sure as hell ain't Lil Yachty, gotta get this off my chest, 

I ain't try'na be a rapper flashing cash around to get some hoes, 

I'd rather be a motherfucking failure that nobody knows, 

Ask about the message, and I guarantee these bitches froze, 

Ain't even here for taking pictures, but these fakes want me to strike a pose, 

 Can't believe these people make it, calling themselves music pros, 

My meaning's ten times clearer, and I ain't even fucking blown my nose,

List'ning to your raps but to be real, my brain just wants to doze, 

This shit's barely even music, bitches, I write better raps in prose, 

But I'm happy that you're happy that you're wearing million dollar clothes,

'Cause looking like a fucking clown just ain't the life I would've chose.

I'd rather be a silent genius, thoughts are blooming like a rose, 

But I guess no one will notice that I'm real until I've got some shows, 

And I'm just being honest, man, I'm just doing my duty, 

'Cause the shit that's on the news these days is way too damn unruly, 

Like, why we gotta treat each other with so much fuckin' cruelty?

Why can't we just love these guys, appreciate their beauty?

Sometimes I see my life as if I was watching a movie, 

But the camera work is darkened, so that shit's just looking gloomy, 

But I know that y'all don't want to hear a white boy being moody, 

So I'll come back when I've got mumble raps, signed, Yours Truly.