Just gotta be me
So many voices

Pj, you're not mainstream enough, yeah
Would you consider us changing some stuff
Like everything about who you are, ah
No offense, we're just trying to make you a star

But I must admit, I'm claustrophobic
I have a hard time trying to fit into your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything
I can see right in front of me

Pj, you're not quite street enough
Thug life my nigga
Act a little more tough
Or, can you switch your style up a little more?
You can be yourself later
for now we need the radio

But I must admit, I'm claustrophobic
I have a hard time trying to fit into your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything that
I can see right in front of me

Can't see, the forest for the trees
The movement for the breeze
Standing on my own feet
Can't see, what you might want from me
Think it's better if we be ourselves

They clutchin' to my talents more than Catholics do a rosary
Steady ask, where that accent traveled?
You from New Orleans?
Gold soul, why I dabble with negative energy
When all I really fiend is a posi-sensibility
Not the hardest rapper
but I'm 'bout it much as Master P
Don't play with me, 504 my home
Don't you know that
Flooding through the streets
You should probably take a Kodak
Photosynthesize probably right in front yo' eyes
Made a trip to Cali and came back a different guy
Living through the same eyes, riding Uber, still got drive
Been the truest never lie and I need a little space
'Cause I'm better doing me
Just recite if you relate

I'm claustrophobic
I have a hard time to fit into your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming
Bigger than anything
I can see right in front of me

Another man, just gotta be you
I think that the thing makes us unique
It's our differences with our treasures
Somebody always tryna make you fit in a box
And never seen again, don't think it's possible