I took some sense and made a nickel of it.
I can't even find the perfect brush so I can paint what's going through my mind. Racing 'gainst myself but I'm a couple steps behind.
Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disc.
Im sitting in a chair but in the future its a throne.
Real talent doesn't always win championships, like real music doesn't always win Grammys.
She could have a Grammy I'd still treat her ass like a nominee.