Lyrics Tourette's - Bingx

Might do a little dance
Make a diss face
Make a weird noise when I fixate
Probably clear my throat
And roll my eyes
Do it three times
On a ritual display (Nah I have ocd)
Might make a little squeak
Like a disk brake
Tense up
Like I'm out wearing restraints
My hero
I know that I can't sing
But I gotta sing it five times for the each takes (ah ah ah ahhhhh)
I might mutter under my breath
When you ask me
I'll probably say
I wasn't talking to you
I clear my throat when I'm anxious
And make a little squeak
You might think
There's a dog in the room
I might just randomly yell
Turn that shit to a run
Because that's what I've opted to do (ahh)
If you've got a problem with me being different
We don't got a problem the problem is you (woo)

Walk around with my head high
Twitch but I got gifts like a jedi
Give a fuck if your friends like me or not
Yall tryna break a brother down like an enzyme
If I got a kryptonite I've met mine homie
Tryna clip my wings let the pen fly homie
10-4 give a fuck if you 10' 5"
Imma show you the benefits of having tourette's like

Bitch I'm different
And I like me like that
Bitch I'm different
And I like me like that
Different
And I like me like
Bitch I like me like that

Look imagine me
As a young passive teen
Who had to be different
But lacked esteem
The rapping peers around me
Just had me weak
They laughed and point
And made fun of half they'd see
And instead of me giving help to them back
I peaced out
Dragging feet
Walking towards drastic things
Could've been one of my last defeats
You think a young man like that
Ever would've grasped his dreams?

How many stories did euthanize
Social pariahs who choose to hide
And we live in the era
Where popular artists keep preaching
The glory of suicide
I cannot handle the thought of somebody with gifts
Thinking they got a reason to hide em
You are made differently
Cause you're you
Why be a sheep
When you could be a lion?

Homie you dont have to fit in
Your path is different
In fact, you don't have no limit
Extract yourself in the pack
Get to acting different
You lack the shit that you lack
But you packin
And what you have's ammunition
To give it back to kids
Who've been trapped in prison
And gas to the fact
They didn't enact the vision they had
For the masses labeled them wack and different
I'm mad because
Most yall dont know what you have motherfucker (I'm different)

Bitch I'm different
And I like me like that
Bitch I'm different
And I like me like that
Different
And I like me like
Bitch I like me like that