Im a light indigo,
And your a bright green.
Im the back of the cab,
And you're the front seat.
I dont know how "us" came to be,
I think like you,
But you're nothing like me.
I'm Steffaloo,
You're the newest beat.
I get you,
And you get me.
I dont know if I could ever blend in,
With the crowd you're in.
I'm afraid,
But you're like "nah they'll like you."
I'm different,
And so are you.
We're the same I guess,
At least in one way.