I Want to be A Rockstar Lyrics

I want to be a rockstar

I want to change the radar

I was born a scar

I'll tell you what you are

Tell me I'll go far

I used to sing in the car

Now I rap with a guitar

Dumped the bitch with the swear jar

I know I'm bizarre

You could write my memoir

I don't try, or try to raise the bar

I just wanted a sitar

To produce for Kendrick Lamar

Make me something obscene

I am unalike and still unseen

I want to be coming through the screen

To tell kids not to do drugs while they scream

Gaga and Manson somewhere in between

Would be the version of me but pg-13

I want to move to Europe to be the metal queen

All hail all hail all hail kerosene

Envy would no longer the noun for my green

My grass always blue the other side a dream

A wet dream with my therapist and the palm reader Helene

A hearse will be my limousine

I want to never be played on the radio because I'm unclean

Play me in a bdsm club when electricity is the theme

They fear me for my talk of a guillotine

They say I belong back in the time machine

I'm cold; my blood amphetamine

I am a Phoenix fuck Joaquin

You can't write your own words

What are you trying to say to the herds

Well all I really have to say

Is I write circles around you all day

I want to make it big

You know rig

I know dig

I'll rap I'll sing I'll play a sonneto

I have nice falsetto

Never forget though

This ain't the marionette show

Like hello

It's me

I write my own shit

This ain't we

Tell me which part of myself to be

Powder me up but anymore and I leave

Fucker of the arts

Has the smarts

To know she can play all the parts

I got a BS not a BA

So I know when your shit ain't ok

Play me on the station, cute

You got the punchline but not at the root

Oh these people are not astute

Music made for the people is dilute

Words are just there to help compute

Whether or not we give a hoot

Though they sing as though mute

In doodly doot

There is no dispute

I eat the forbidden fruit

Yeah guys, think I'll scoot

You can't write your own words

What are you trying to say to the herds

Well all I really have to say

Is I write circles around you all day

I want to make it big

You know rig

I know dig

Make me a rockstar; I care

I'll fuckin smash everything I swear

But first I'll say what I dare

No one will understand it, they can't bare

I'll get despair, a scare, and glare from Spotify Claire

Adele would cease to shriek on air

Billie lellish would shave off her hair

Lil wayne wouldn't get the pun there

I dominate, call that a punnet square

Behold the girl out of nowhere

Don't bother with Psychological warfare

You're all so stupid yet you're all a millionaire

Count your days though I don't think it's quite fair

For me to come and you to fold like a fucking lawn chair