Get me, get me, out of Philly
I feel so claustrophobic livin here
Leave your labels, leave with no vision
Hear my voice and feel with yo ears
I’m no typical cunt quipped with some lipgloss
I’m just my God given name
I’m have higher expectations
I’m not like them & never will be
My life has greater importance
Striving towards a different galaxy
Let my star light shine on its own
No, I’m no faggot
Just my God given name
"I got to thinking about fate. That crazy concept that we’re not really responsible for the course our lives take. That it’s all predestined, written in the stars. Maybe that explains why, if you live in a city, where you can’t even see the stars, your love life tends to feel a little more random. And even if our every man, every kiss, every heartache, is pre-ordered from some cosmic catalogue, can we still take a wrong step and wander off our own personal milky way? I couldn’t help but wonder, can you make a mistake and miss your fate?"