[Verse One:]
There’s something missing, and I feel vanished
Like I was kicked out of society for breathing, and I’m still banished
Many dreams of a Latin queen. I fell for her saddest scheme
In hopes she would believe in me. In Spanish

Been definitely hard going, but my guard’s knowing
That if it falls, it won’t heal and more scars are showing
I need a doctor, or a pastor, anyone with healing powers
‘Cause dealing with all these problems is the worst feeling

Nah. Maybe I don’t need a thing
Maybe I should consider just reapplying my wings
If I’m destined to fly then I should dream of the enchanted
Instead of being a downer and taking this shit for granted

Yea, that’s a much better perspective
Dreaming high instead of low, well directed
It makes much more sense to be affective
Then to suffer with the hurt and the affected

Simple thought for the memory now try to retain
I sell my heart and get upset with the capital gain
That’s a zero. Nothing in return
Pointless. Throwing punches at nothing meeting adjourned

Here’s my all. If you can handle, I’m giving it out
Treading pathways and back ways, where is the route?
I’m doing this for Sydney
Even those that don’t fuck with me won’t have the chance to forget me

[Verse Two:]
Those who know me know that daily I dream of the bay
Warm weather. California can take me away
So seeing Drake in The Motto was like a living vision
I was used to slacking off. I called a rescission

Cancellation. Now I’m claiming that it’s possible
These haters are no longer an obstacle
Blocking all the blockers and sending them to a land of other ignorance
You put ‘em all together and they still don’t make a difference
(Sad)

I never heard the shot you claimed to take
Oh, wait. I heard it. It was labeled your biggest mistake
You better keep up with your fan base, you’re losing them
They listen to my tracks now, I ain’t accusing them of being bogus
You’re just tired, broke, and outta focus
They’re just searching for soul, and your lyrics are soulless
You’re lyrically hopeless. That’s problematic
I’m a featured presentation call me cinematic

I’m an addict. I’m addicted to the music life
Some say it’s a pain, yeah, if you don’t do it right
Me and my journal make a team, form a faction with a pen
Now I’m choosing to evolve; call it Evolution

Too hard to deal with, I’m better than basic
Like I’m more complicated than a loaded lace fix
This is a story of dreams mixed in reality
150% individuality