Reset Button (by Random AKA Megaran)
Random, man, I can’t turn cool with a button.
I must keep fronting, insisting that I’m not a shut-in.
What in the world did I become an adult for?
Too late to ungeek, nothing to hope for.
Not chic; what a mistake this line of work we’re in.
A rapper’s supposed to be cooler than 0 Kelvin,
not the kid LARPing, collecting x-men,
not admitting Dr. Who sidekicks gave him erections.
Reflections on that:
if I could reboot, rewind the life back,
would I spend less energy trying to be a genius,
fix the kinks in the persona till it’s seamless,
develop charisma, escape the miasma,
kick it with the athletes, overcome the asthma?
Would it be worth it? Yo, would I do it? Hell no.
Nerdcore was the seed that I suffered to sow.