[Intro: Scuare]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look man, yeah

[Chorus: Scuare]
Give me a reason to believe in what I do and I will give you-
*Sick of this shit I've been living, enough [?] getting it-*
-Anything you want me to and I will give you-
*I'm feeling I'm finishing, feeling lit, finna give-finna give-up-*
-Whatever floats your boat and I will give you, give you
Give you what you need from here on out and I will-

[Verse 1: Scuare]
Look, they say these dreams are made to chase
But what happens when they caught?
I've been steady tryna learn without the time to get taught
I just hope it's all a joke, so I've been searching for the punchline
But it's unkind when it comes time
The threads have begun to untie
I'm tongue tied, so I run by like, "Aya-ya-ya"
I'm too high for this shit
Fuck your life, I am it, No I'm not, I'm the same as
Forgot I'm the same as the life in this pot
Disconnected by the roots and unaffected by the truth
Uninterested in investments of intestines in his youth
I am only what you want of me, I'm only what you want of me
I'm only a reflection of the message that you've come to see
If you don't know, then you know now
I don't get low but I get down
Any tempo, rhyme go sick, put a monumento once we get loud
Get your shit out of your chest in a way you doubt with every breath
We don't need no pencils, fuck your test
Filling a bubble, the feeling of death, feeling the depth
[Chorus: Scuare]
Give me a reason to believe in what I do and I will give you-
*Sick of this shit I've been living, enough [?] getting it-*
-Anything you want me to and I will give you-
*I'm feeling I'm finishing, feeling lit, finna give-finna give-up-*
-Whatever floats your boat and I will give you, give you
Give you what you need from here on out and I will-

[Verse 2: No1mportant]
Ok uh, um: Self, why have you forsaken me?
Why you give me lessons through subliminal messages vaguely?
Why am I obsessed with acceptance from these oppressors
That measure up to never be anything but a measurement?
Why you know the truth but you won't give me a straight answer
When it's obvious I seek it? I'm honestly in need of
Acknowledgement for the things not accomplished
Yet all my dreams of nonsense that I don't need
But I'm pondering and I'm scheming
'Bout how to make me believe in myself for unselfish reasons
I belt out embellish thesises, can't outbeast my beastliness
Can outchief my weedliness, can't outthink my dreams
So believe in them 'til they're meaningless
Can't outfeel my lust for these illustrious achievements
Much of what I seem to be is really just a dream of it
Nothing gives me reasons but a multitude of measly shit
Though I'm never pleased with it
I know I'm everywhere that I wanna be, on some visa shit
[Chorus: Scuare]
Give me a reason to believe in what I do and I will give you-
*Sick of this shit I've been living, enough [?] getting it-*
-Anything you want me to and I will give you-
*I'm feeling I'm finishing, feeling lit, finna give-finna give-up-*
-Whatever floats your boat and I will give you, give you
Give you what you need from here on out and I will-