Текст песни the rebirth - Twist

Hey, there he is!
Hey
I swear you were like MIA
I know
How are you?
I'm... good. I'm not gonna skip anymore
You sure?
Yeah. How are you? Is everything cool?
Actually, sit down
Okay
Do you know what Rachel did yesterday?
Heh, it's always Rachel, what did she do this time?

Hm
To achieve rare things, you must do rare things
You can't be normal
Twist

Wanted to be heard and special, different (different)
Well the latter ain't something I'm wishing, aye (no)
It's something I am, so persistent
Perfectionist, I'm distant and somber
Probably coming from insecurities I harbor
That make me wanna do rare things and go further (yeah)
Cuz it doesn't stem from another (no)
It stems from me like a feature, you can order (stems from me)
I love to prove I can do impossible things
And you can too, this what my content will bring
In the middle of middle school, I was gone, at 14
Now I'm looking for that high and hip-hop is the link
Plus it probably saved my life, along with some luck
Too worried on survival, the mentality stuck
I was seven near death and I nearly got stuck (nearly)
Took a near-death experience to get me unsucked
Never even thought about how I never fucked
I'm getting to that age where thoughts like this exist
Licking tits, I'd love my dick to be where bitches sit
The whole thing or just the tip of it (God damn)
I hope when it happens I don't get addicted, shit
What, did you really think that you'd listen in
On the thoughts of a teen with no explicit bits?
That's crazy
Or am I a twisted kid? (twist)

Easy to say, not so easy to prove
Like my new dream what I'm needing to do (huh-uh)
Is reach to a stage where I see I ain't new (that's right)
And like Pyro make heat in the stu'
Cuz I'm gonna be honest, my shit is so garbage
It's a marvel, I wouldn't even listen in comics (fuck that shit)
My ears need restoring that I get from good artists
Still, I keep at it like that room you store shit
Funny, that's gon' be my bedroom when I leave
Got me a mic Dad gave me and beats
Long-term plan, I put away all the cleats
Get good, confident, fame and rich, I'll achieve... (I'll achieve what?)
All of those dreams turn into objectives
Turn my weakness into my best shit
Cuz my mission to become expressive
See that people like and can be helped with it
I'mma bet on it like I'm on Betclick (Betlick)
See the range of my powers, Disney or Jetix (Jetix)
Life like a show that I may be seeing
Like I'm alphabetic, so I wrote the setlist, bitch
Composed in my head, I should phone it to Netflix
This the rebirth, who's coming ahead
Is, it the whole, the lone hopeless depressive? (huh-uh?)
Is it the soul, the owner, the best kid? (oh)
Hm, stairs
Probably the latter
And I do deserve love, at the very least, bag her
They say it's like Dent's knife, two-face dagger (two-face)
At least I'm done being my own backstabber
Hm
I said (huh?)
From now on I'm done being my own backstabber
Ok, I got a year here, I'll make sure it matters
And then it's onto music and the pockets getting fatter
Lisbon