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Lyrics
[Intro]
[low vocal register]
Yeah
Every class got one
Mine just happen to be fine, too
[Verse 1]
You got checkerboard shoes, cape on your hoodie
Anime doodles on the side of your workbook
Talk to yourself, whole movie in your notebook
Teacher call your name, you still lost in your own world
Snacks in your desk like it’s some secret pantry
Mismatched socks, neon, loud, kinda fancy
Raise your hand, ask wild stuff outta nowhere
“Yo, if time’s fake, why we even need homework?”
Everybody laugh, they don’t get that brain
But I’m sittin’ in the back like “Run that game”
You build card towers, I stare too long
Tryna act cool when you hum that theme song
[Chorus]
You the weird kid in the back row (back row)
And I kinda like that, kinda like that, though (yeah)
You don’t fit in, that’s the best part (best part)
Got my straight face crackin’ when the class start (ha)
You the weird kid in the back row (uh)
Got my notebook full of your last name, low (shh)
Everybody point, they don’t understand
But I’m low-key tryna hold your hand
[Verse 2]
You correct the teacher, real calm, deadpan
Pull fun facts from your bag like a deadlift
Wear cosplay to the pep rally, head trip
Say your crush is some character from a spaceship
But you laugh at your own jokes first, then wait
Till somebody catch up, then you translate
You build robots outta scraps at lunch
I pretend I need help just to sit that close up
You don’t care that your desk look cluttered
Stickers on your laptop, half peeled, all covered
They say “too much,” I say “that’s art”
You say “whatever,” but you blush hard
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I like how you chew on your pen when you think
How you zone out starin’ straight at the sink
How you rant ’bout plot holes, talk too fast
Drop your books, trip twice, then laugh
I like that your weird ain’t small, it’s loud
Like you built different from the rest of the crowd
If they clown, let ’em clown, that’s fine
’Cause the strange little universe you got? I want mine inside
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 26, 2025
Duration2:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Playful boom-bap with swung drums and warm bass, quirky bell and mallet samples. Verses sit in a nimble, conversational pocket; hook opens up with stacked chant vocals and crowd ad-libs. Occasional turntable cuts and tongue‑in‑cheek ad-libs keep it fun and flirty, leaving lots of space for a nimble male rap lead.
Credits
Prompt byGrooveCircuit971
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Make a song about your crush being the weird kid in class, rap
