Ohh PJ you’re not mainstream enough
Would you consider us changing some stuff
Ohh like everything about who you are
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
Ohh 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
I can see right in front of me

Pell-
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 clutching 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 sprouting like a flower child
Made a trip to Cali
Came back a different guy
Living through the same eyes
Ride in ubers still got drive
Been the truest never lied
And I need a lil space
Cause I’m better doing me
Just recite if you relate

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