Testo di Question – Lucero (Rap), Pocho

[Chorus: Lucero]
Yeah, ayy, fuck it
Yeah, ayy, woah
Don't know what I'm doing doing here
Ayy, don't know what I'm— ayy, yeah
Don't know what I'm doing doing here
Don't know what I'm doing doing here
Don't know what I'm doing doing here
Don't know what I'm doing doing here

[Verse 1: Lucero]
Yeah, I just don't know what I'm doing
Three years out of public school and I'm still failing my schooling
Shootin' for the stars damn it only feel like I'm losin'
Tryna dodge the pain I been through causing way too much bruisin', yeah
(Way too much)
What's the point of profit if you ain't happy?
I go wake up drink that drank, then go pop me some addys
I've had tons of bad bitches that been calling me daddy
But I still ain't find my happy, I been searching like Chapee, yeah
Scared to take that leap of faith that's why I'm stuck in school
Failin' all my classes I ain't proud of, that's a shady move
It's either that or work a nine to five, just to feel alive
I swear the system broke I'm ready for another life

[Pre-Chorus: Lucero]
(Swear I'm ready for another life)
(Swear I'm ready for another life)
(Swear I'm ready for another life)
(Swear I'm ready for a- ready for a-)

[Chorus: Lucero]
Don't know what I'm doing doing here, yeah
Don't know what I'm doing doing here, hey
Don't know what I'm doing doing here, yeah
Don't know what I'm doing doing here, ayy, yeah

[Verse 2: Pancho]
Just another night, on the way
JDM shit day to day
Day to day my pockets hurt, my pockets tired, my pockets ache
Going out sad for what though
I don't ever give no fuck, no
Ain't no more provin' though
What the movie got to do with your
Habits and vices and ways
Laughing my way to the bank
Teller been cheering me up
I feel like I'm in a maze
I cannot tell what you're doing
Zero to sixty, we moving
Facin' the demons in night time, white whine
Showtime uh-
Run a beat back, like trackstar
Whip a v10 like NASCAR
Wake up in the morning, think about it
Go to sleep and then I dream about it
Now I can't tell what's real now
Smoking dope out my window
That's real now, yeah

[Outro: Mike Ashton, Mike Ashton's Mom]
Preset nine, I have no idea what this—
May I ask in what way your life is contributing to society as you sit here day after day after day in this dark room
Stringing along on that stupid guitar?
Have you ever thought about that?
What are you doing for the world or for other people?
Day after day, hour after hour, night after night
How many years have you been doing this now?
What is this doing? To me it's a worthless- Worthless life