Alex - Fit In

Verse 1:
This is where I was born to be
on a platform that don’t belong to me
I don’t fit in, so different
No different than a wolf in a coop of chickens
When I move they scoot
and when I swoop they do take a shit then
I can’t rap and why
‘cause I had a cap and gown for a lab type job
I’m alone but with my family
and no one asks for my company
I’m not ass, I’m like honey
I should get bees or sneak up your butt cheeks
Alex, you’re like everyone else
Well how come I can’t get along with anyone well?
Just be yourself, stop swearing,
be nice, stop listening to hip hop
I did but went back when I was pissed off
It’ll get better, but it just did not

Chorus:
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in

Verse 2:
Different race in United States
Cheesy rappers don’t get cake
from rapping; My mistakes
at work mean I can’t work in my home state
I don’t fit in your criteria
Am I inferior or superior?
Of one thing I am serious
I can push rap through your speaker box
My rhymes are so unfriendly
I am so unfitting
I’m thinking about gun lifting
I will harm something then
Before the cops come to get me
I’ll finish by putting one up in me
The reason you have forced my hand
is the blood just won’t wash off your hands
Does that line sound familiar?
If you don’t like me, my family will

Chorus:
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in

Verse 3:
Racism didn’t leave from America
Racism’s still here in America
I am an Asian American
We are the same just Americans
I never made time for you girls
I was always doing my school work
Never do I jock your flows
Neither am I a jock of sports
It’s gotta be good, we all know
if fakes get rewarded, they gotta go
When they don’t leave, we throw ‘em out the door
Get a shovel, dig a hole, knock him out
put him in, throw the dirt overboard
Maybe I shouldn’t fuck with the beats
It puts a distance from you and me
I worked, I work, I will work hard
and when I don’t get my paycheck
man, I get hard, I haven’t slacked a day yet
I’m that on

Chorus:
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in fit in, fit in
I don’t fit in