[Verse]

Holding on for something
What though?
I don't know
Guess I should just let go
Slip down this abyss
Then my eyes start to glow
Guess god sent me here for a reason
Guess that reason is flawed
Feel like my life's a facade
And any second now
I'll wake up to applauce
Probably not
Quality shot
Down all the wannabees
And those who think morally
Fuck
Dreamin' bout the days
WHen my shit ain't novelty
Logically my brain can't think positivley
Honestly, I do this shit frostfily
My prophecy ain't written me as a prodigy
Now I'm thinking kinda thoughtfully
Gotta be something post oblivion
My messages just seem oblivious
Experiencing the aetherial
Just to go back to delerioum
I think I'm being serious
But I don't know what to think
When they put ads on X's memoirs
And sell me some Biggie merch
Profit of the dead
Cause nobody likes what's left
Let them fucking rest
I guess
Nobody knows what they got
Till they don't got it
Yellow spots on my shirt
They are actually polka dots
If you still got some ammo
Then you best take a shot
Cause if it ain't bout living
Then it ain't me
And if it ain't about sleeping
Then who the fuck will dream?
Cherry bomb my thoughts
Cause now I'm something that I hate
Too late
I changed
My lane
Now I drive down
Down where?
Down here
Scared that I got nothing more to fear
Write it in my memoirs
The kid who liked playing Dead Rising
And rapping
But I ain't been on my xbox in a while
Just been staring at my profile
Hoping that the subcount goes up
Nope, fuck
Guess it don't even matter
I'm only dead when I've given up