Lean

Lean got me tilted Seeming like the gleam in my eye is fading If I consider myself a king why do I socialize with the common folk Why do I ever feel like fitting in is right when I've gotten so used to standing out King stand above while the peasants look up Kings stand out while peasants fit in with other peasants I am a king without a crown I am a future K.R.I.T King Remembered In Time Because sipping on these lean watching my dreams fade with these non-dreamers these schemers no lifers non-goers and ultimately sad stories These aren't kings and I don't belong here