Count up your portion, count up your checks Feed it in your fam while you're cummin' in my neck Where you gonna freeze with the cruel dramatics? I'm not inspired by your first practice Why do you bullshit, slide up your fence? I'm just a chicken giving you the egg Soon you're gonna see that your breath was wasted Don't speak too soon on your doubts, you're makin' A big deal out of a little thing Why should I try to conform to formulated paths When clearly all my instincts let there's something more magical? Am I just a number? Cause it seems like that's your goal You push us past all limits just to watch decimals grow Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke Until I prove you're wrong like I've done time and time before And all your adult teachings and your criticism lack the potential to penetrate my solid golden path To decide what my future is I'm not a clairvoyant, there's no control in me Imagination on the set Take me to Venus, let me explode I'm ready to pop like a volcano Jump over me like you're playin' hot lava Emotions on 100,000, who's gonna Shake me like soda, clean blood of course Use all your words to distract from the source Where all the growth on the paper happens Leave me alone in my own concoction Pricking all my fingertips to carve out many roads Pushing out the paddles from the mud of what I know Am I just a number? Cause it seems like that's your goal You push us past all limits just to watch decimals grow Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke Until I prove you're wrong like I've done time and time before And all my intuition says is expansion comes first But not just my material, I'm talking about in here My heart's base and my cranium must be love to my dear Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel They replaced their search for knowledge with the reach of many material gains They lack the tenderness of the sensitive, empathetic bodies crying from the pain It's too late to grow their frame of mind It seems that it's already made, no use in arguing with someone who doesn't want to prioritize Worthy of creation Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Am I just a number? Cause it seems like that's your goal You push us past all limits just to watch our numbers grow Oh, I need a reason why I'm looked at like a joke I try to prove you're wrong like I've done time and time before And all my intuition says is expansion comes first But not just my material, I'm talking about in here My heart's base and my cranium must be love to my dear Don't push me to the edge until I'm useless and can't feel