[Verse 1] Pre-preference for difference Di-di-difference gets disciplined Long as the difference is legible, manageable, carefully calibrated caliber of strange with a socially acceptable decimal Everybody's independently identical, individually desperate for distinction Re-re-rehearsin originality Till it passes for natural instinct Fascinated by fascination Fashionable allergy to common Connoisseur of contradiction who can't stand when the common starts wantin it And I'm talkin my shit like I'm somehow exempt From the very behavior I'm mockin Till I catch myself checkin who's checkin Fuck, I been performin for people not watchin [Hook] I'm a li-li-limited edition A million mimicked signatures Everybody's obsessed with exclusivity Till exclusivity loses its significance Seh-seh seein how the whole thing happens See myself gettin caught in the middle So particular bout bein peculiar I'm losin track of what's mine in the mixture [Verse 2] Authentic, synthetic, aesthetic, selective Obsessively editin every impression Con-consciously curatin the version of me that looks least concerned with reception I'm intellectually independent Or dependent on bein perceived as exceptional? Shit, I can dissect the de-de-deception And still get defensive when nobody's impressed Personal brand, personal boundaries, personally bound to a personality I picked at a particular age and apparently gave it authority Now every amendment's an awkward admission, a revision of history To people who barely remember the version I'm busy preservin religiously Wait, who appointed the audience? I'm arguin with an imaginary committee So articulate about my autonomy And absurdly afraid of contradictin me [Hook] I'm a li-li-limited edition A million mimicked signatures Everybody's obsessed with exclusivity Till exclusivity loses its significance Seh-seh seein how the whole thing happens See myself gettin caught in the middle So particular bout bein peculiar I'm losin track of what's mine in the mixture [Bridge] Antici-patin the interpretation Preemptively alterin my inclination A split-second flinch at an unspoken question And I've already adjusted the presentation Re-reaction before there's an action A reflex refined into second nature So quick to correct what nobody corrected I can't tell which impulse was mine to begin with [Final Hook] Li-li-limited edition Infinite little iterations A million mimicked signatures All competin for authentication Every revision of the original Develops its own peculiar imitation And the closer I get to an accurate image The harder it gets to distinguish the fabrication An exclusive little existential complication Available in every possible variation
