[Verse 1]
Yeah
Got out of it, I finally got out of it
It’s been two and a half years but now I’m through it
Following my own vision for a while now
But I’m done with that grind I’m different now
New day, new beginning, new chapter
Most of the mixtapes that I do don’t even matter
Now the future seems a bit brighter
But the same worries and thoughts keep up faster
I’m so insecure, I’m so anxious and tired
I can feel the water slowly draining out my fire
What happened to my passion for music?
Now it’s just a chore and I have to do it
I finally get to truly speak about what’s on my mind
I’m truly speaking, call that let it all out
Forget the complex rhymes and metaphors
That ain’t necessary for what this track’s for
Uh, the speakers and phone is always blaring
Arguments are so daily man they’re so annoying
And I look at my baby brother and he acting up
Being all spoiled, bossy, whiny, and angry
The family business is broken and it ain’t helping
Sick of this place, I so wanna be leaving
All those songs and lyrics I wrote are all trash
Just did to ease my mind so I did em fast
That’s all I ever wanted, I just want to be free
Free from my burden and curse but it ain’t done so easily
Uh, so I decided to take some instrumentals
Because I don’t have the skills in my mental
I’m not tryna steal anything please have mercy
Don’t wanna head to court over something silly
I just wanna be able to express my own message
So if you let me go than you are a blessing
Shout out to you all I don’t mean no disrespect
I don’t mean to mess your track, I’m know I’m a mess
Copyrights and the law keeps us in order
But I know it ain’t always right even if I’m not the owner
I hate mistyping and I’m just a corporal in this
Feeling out of shape and out of place, misfit
I don’t really belong anywhere so I’m fading
The game and music industry is intimidating
Still need a bunch of help still a rookie
For beats, lyrics, and recording, I’m too hasty
In this animus and comatose suffocating
I drool while I be napping and sleeping
So many people that I wanna work with
They’re so high up there that I can’t get them to notice
Yeah, feel like I wanna be everything
Many things I wanna do and learn, so many things
But my ambition is so weak I can’t do it
Lots of wild thoughts that I keep spilling
I say I rep the Lord and love him forever
Talk the talk it’s got hypocrite written all over
I’d be so bored and not wanting to go to church
Devotion time I become mad and never learn
Spit it out, unexplainable in paragraphs
Grew up now looking at old times and I laugh
I don’t know so many things, oblivious and ignorant
How can I survive in this world, mind of an infant
Start the school year super strong in effort
Then I slowly lose my will slowly going weaker
Never wanted to ever hate on school
But I gotta admit it hinders in what I do
But college is so awesome it applies to my life
So that I can continue on this physical fight
Homework always creeping by my shoulder
Loads and loads, to disrespect I would never
No fans at all, nobody likes my Facebook page
People don’t follow me on Twitter cause I’m lame
Always tryna act legit with all my photos and talks
But in the end everybody either ignores or mocks
My heart heavy I can’t bear this cycle no more
Uh, anytime I’ll be hitting the floor
Checklist journal, diary, and word documents
Only way to keep my head in order, monuments
I’ve got so many ideas and visions in my brain
But I can never put it out to works I can’t explain
Got a long way to go in this whole thing
Worried so bad that I keep wondering and suffering
No multiple verses or even hooks just straight up
I need all the space I can get so I don’t let up
I’m so embarrassed to show my works to anyone
Cause they’re more for me and not for anyone
So much for spreading the light and detoxifying
Cause I’d be the one who really needs detoxifying