Forty-Three Dollars Pending 2

Intro

(Yo)

Nah for real, lemme paint you the picture real quick

(Okay, okay)

Verse 1

I'm the realest in the game at bein' painfully mediocre

Checkin' my account like a nervous undercover broker

Forty-three dollars, that's the kingdom that I'm rulin'

Venmo request pending like a threat, and I'm not foolin'

Got a six-year plan but I drafted it on a napkin

Smell like a sandwich shop 'cause that's literally what happened

Dating apps got me swipin' till my thumb develop calluses

She said "you seem fun," then she ghosted, that's the malice

Rehearse my own jokes in the mirror like a weirdo

Peaked at the eighth-grade spellin' bee, behold a hero

Chorus

I'm average (average), gloriously plain

Mediocre superstar, no glory, no champagne

But I'm winnin' in my mind where the bar is on the floor

Celebrate the little wins, then I cry and want some more

I'm average (so average), wear it like a crown

Tallest of the short kings in the saddest part of town

(Average, yeah)

Verse 2

Roommate ate my leftovers, labeled, with my name on it

Confronted him politely, then apologized, I'm spineless, honest

Microwaved a Hot Pocket, third-degree burn on a molar

Told the doc it was skiing, now I'm livin' as a poser

Got a gym membership I fund but functionally donate

Treadmill's seen me twice, both times to use the cold gate

LinkedIn say I'm "passionate," that's corporate for unemployed

Manifestin' on a vision board I bought to fill the void

Chorus

I'm average (average), gloriously plain

Mediocre superstar, no glory, no champagne

But I'm winnin' in my mind where the bar is on the floor

Celebrate the little wins, then I cry and want some more

I'm average (so average), wear it like a crown

Tallest of the short kings in the saddest part of town

(Average, yeah)

Bridge

(Yo, that's the brain again)

And the brain like, "bro, you really think this is a flex?

You forty bucks from broke and still bizarre about your ex"

But honestly the chaos kinda makes a decent song

So we leanin' in the mess 'cause at least the mess belong

Outro

(Haha, yeah)

So here's to the average, raise a lukewarm glass

Mediocre forever, baby, built to last

(Average... that's me)