Wrappers Video (MV)

Even if we take it apart now
Syllable by syllable
Honey your hearts gonna start now
Silly, i'm the pinnacle
Shit, I never considered myself a real rapper
I just play up on the guitar and I look damn dapper

Musical talent doesn't equal money
That's a well-known truth
And I'll never make a dime from mine
I can bet my tooth
You can take me up on that
In fact, I'm glad
Money for the dentist's something I never had

In reality though, I should be thankful for the things I do have
I've got a hatchback, my dad lives on Nichols Ave
I got a roof over my head, an oven and a drying rack
And half a charger for 14-year old Apple Mac

"I'll find a use for that!"
How useful is that when I feel like a useless asshole
With no spare under the doormat
I'm in the heat, trying to hide
Locked out with my ring of keys mocking me from inside

Oh dear! Oh my, oh my
I feel like something is happening to me
I might just fly
But trust me man
I don't need weed
Because, honestly, I just learned to read

All my life, I've felt like a hungry weirdo
Listen - ones and zeroes - my honest heroes
I eat a bunch of gyros - people correct me and say gyro
But they don't speak in tongues like I do

Oh wait, did I forget to mention?
I learned English strictly from the teacher's lesson
Back in Rosa Parks
Those days were dark, bunch of changes
Like dogs didn't say, "Gav", they barked

But man, those days of youth were so fruitful
Now I'm so stressed out you can't see my two pupils
Finally learned the damn language enough to pass a test
Figures, now I'm trying to find a path in life, I guess

Best keep playing that guitar and
Definitely not rapping
Because i don't know what the hell this is
And people are uncomfortably laughing

And I don't blame you
It's a comic sight
Man wearing a pink shirt
Rapping badly into a mic