Me Myself & I Lyrics

You ever felt complacent, or like everywhere you looked there was just snakes in the grass

Time to mow the lawn, clean up our yard, before we talk about others

I'm a creature of comfort, give me some lightning, no thunder

I want to rattle the cages, silent while walking through wonder

The underground where I'm planted, if I'm in last, I ain't standing

I put my plan into action, now that I'm back, I'm the baddest

Call me Solo the King, before it was even Numb's tactic

In the studio, losing my mind, now who's gonna catch it

Independently writing, rapping, promoting my music

Give salute to the who's and the ones that keep this shit moving

I'm refusing to lose, I break up the rules like it's pool

Now if I shoot for the moon, I might as well shake the 8-ball too

You wanted to be the GOAT, must not of checked the definition

They gonna' have to play it back once they know that I benefit them

The greatest of all time, or a joke to make you the victim

They all bet that I bested, I bet myself I'm against them

While they're laughing and cracking jokes, I'll return from my winnings

Never underestimate my bomb and Solo King is finished

It's just me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb

It's just me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb

I'm sick of all the hatred, the disrespect, and the fake shit

Smile to my face behind my back, say I replaced it

Feel I'm locked up, complacent, chasing my mind without pavement

With all these thoughts in my brain, there's a problem I got with containment

Yeah, I repeat half of my verses, but In reverse for the verbiage

If you ain't know what I'm serving, then you ain't worth half of my service

I don't give a fuck what you think, 20 years I was a servant

I finally found a purpose after giving up the searching

The old men's dead and gone, he left and knew me introverted

A decade and a half and now I'm finally writing verses

Deserted without dessert cause I'm feeding you what I murdered

Extroverted, I should've hung myself with some fucking curtains

Chose a fucking belt because I thought that it was worth it

Now they're saying I should do it again, this time make it perfect

Walk in my shoes and I bet that you would regret it

No regrets in my actions, even the ones that you're observing

It's just me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb

It's just me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb

They said I couldn't, I wouldn't get up and rise from the ashes

Whether I should or I shouldn't, pretend I lied and we'll get past this

Back and attacking the microphone like a phoenix

Saw them stacking the ashes but when I rose I'm like Jesus

What did I do to receive this? I wasn't gone but a season

When I looked out the window all that I seen was hell freezing

Now I'm questioning reality, all gods and all the answers

If you think that I'm wrong then why don't you show me the rapture

I'll show you the rap sure, it's already written

I was writing it down while you were distracted by women

If I'm wrong then I'll be striked out while I cook in the kitchen

I got a secret ingredient, I just spit what I'm feeding them

While I clean up the dishes, reveal a masterpiece hidden

Said that meal wasn't cold or hot, what I'm cooking is medium

Like I'm looking to the future for Goldilocks and like three demons

Reaching them, preaching to the choir like I was each of them

Me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb

It's just me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb

Me, myself, and I

Three heathens on the rise

Under the underground looking up at demon skies

Fallen angels looking for that stairway to climb