Imposter, inspect, I got too much on my chest
I don't wanna your gadgets, all I want is your respect
Imposter, inspect I've got too much on my plate
I don't wanna your gadgets, all I want is your respect
Try me, try to buy me, with your technology illogic
I want a new start, do something smart with my art
My only motivation is to write with the right emotion
I don't care 'bout nothing else but the music going on

Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate

Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate

Sometimes I wish I could be who I wanna be
And not who they want me to be
Just make it all easy, hey yo
I got to get away, oh
But I don't give a fuck about what you think of me, oh
Try me, confuse me, elude me with your fake ways
We both know who you really are
Impostor, you are not a star
My only motivation is to write with the right emotion
I don't care about nothing else but the music going on, yo

Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate

Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate

Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate

Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate