[Intro]

Hey Luke, you know you gon' be fine man
You're just stressing
That's all, you know?
Everyone has those days

[Verse 1]

Let me, vent for a second or, rap for a second or
Track for a second I'm not sure what I do anymore
I lost my way and that's why I ain't play a single show
I fucked it up, but still I learned more than you'd ever know

I'd like to know what all my ward would think, uh
They'd probably ask me what the lord would think, huh?
I'd like to have em tell me where the culture at
Saying I'm too white for rap

Maybe it's true, or
Maybe I'm too soft for that
Or I'm too young for that

I need the vision back
I'm not cut out for that
I guess I'm doubting that lifestyle

Or maybe I just need the music back
I just need to get to that
Creative place in my mind
Create a place for a time

Where we don't have to be anybody
Where we don't have to see anybody

Take me out of my element
Take me out of the hell I spent
Take me out of the last year
That I spent almost damaging everything that I worked for
And even after all that I want more, why?

[Hook]

Why do I want the fame?
I could do without it
Why do I want the pain?
I could do without it

Ain't you had enough kid?
Guess not yet, no
Ain't you had enough kid?

[Verse 2]

Even though I hate it
Even though you're basic
Even though you've faded and I finally got to face it
I'd like to think I came so far and still could make it

I'd like to think my potential’s grown
And you're devastated

I still feel nobody here, really care what I say
And you wonder why I, cannot live in this state
I still feel nobody here, really truly relate
So I say what I want, and I hope you don't hate

Cause I could go any day
Who gives two fucks anyway?
What my past or my future say?
Cause I live in present day

And really it's just music
Music I don't know
Music I can't make
I rap while it still flow

I rap what I can't say
This passion you can't fake
And if it's music you sent for
Well I don't think I got more