Opening Scene (idk)

[Verse 1]
Hit the lights, it’s the opening scene
Just living life, although at the seams
It’s ripping, might need a sewing machine
To stitch it tight, you know what I mean?
Kids getting high from blowing that green
But it isn’t nice for the growth of a teen
Man, it figures, right? Just get lit tonight
Like kryptonite, all glowing and green
When I grip a mic, I just wreck it like
Demolition sites when they’re blowing up things
Of a bigger size, like a gigabyte
That can show on a screen, but I’m hoping I mean
Everything that I ever say, totally
Just tryna say it in clever ways vocally
It's not supposed to be everyday poetry
I'll keep on going, whatever they throw at me
And anything can occur
'Cause I’m my manager
I’m amateur, I am mature
I am a chirp, fly as a bird
And I can assure that my hand'll hurt
When I plan a verse, 'cause I'm adding words
As wide as the girth or diameter
Of my planet Earth

[Hook]
Will I lie? Oh no. Keeping my balance impossibly like I’m a
Gyroscope, losing the negative energy turning myself to an
Isotope, through the highs and lows
I’mma try fo sho, and I might just blow up, but
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know
So much that I don’t know, I don’t know
So much that I don’t know, I don’t know yet

[Verse 2]
I’m going off the book
Flowing got ya shook, though I’m not a brook
Showing off my look, know I gotta cook
No I’m not a crook, no one bought the hook
Everything you hear, every quote I yell
Man, I wrote myself, 'cause I don’t like help
And I flow quite well, I don’t boast my wealth
I just hope I sell, 'cause I’m broke like hell
All of you still just
Follow the drill, chug bottles and will
Go swallowing pills, but
Wallow in illness, the hollowest thrill
It’s super great you shoot your H
Hallucinate from shrooms you ate, and choose to vape
But I’m satisfied with actual life
I’mma stick to a natural high

[Hook]
Will I lie? Oh no. Keeping my balance impossibly like I’m a
Gyroscope, losing the negative energy turning myself to an
Isotope, through the highs and lows
I’mma try fo sho, and I might just blow up, but
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know
So much that I don’t know, I don’t know
So much that I don’t know, I don’t know yet

[Verse 3]
Break it down, 'cause I’m the composer
Y’all don’t be composers, you just become posers
None of what I’m making y’all is bitten, unlike faking competition
Need to keep composure so they’re taking calm positions
You strike a pose, adjust the pose
I just suppose I juxtapose
I don't strike a pose
I strike opposing sides and foes
So you can go and strike a pose with the rest
But it's likely you won't strike me as posing a threat

[Hook]
Will I lie? Oh no. Keeping my balance impossibly like I’m a
Gyroscope, losing the negative energy turning myself to an
Isotope, through the highs and lows
I’mma try fo sho, and I might just blow up, but
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, I don’t know
So much that I don’t know, I don’t know
So much that I don’t know, I don’t know yet