Draw the pseudonym with a 4
Only few of them could implore
The delusions in, this sick world
I’m a student in, stupid yet genius
Enemies, vow to ruin them
I’ll distribute all this shit with a stupid grin
I spit the truth while i’m zooted
Zoom in on moods i drift
Clue you in on while i bruise my health
Belching the rudest shit
Felt the buddha’s bliss while my blues resist
Shit i popped a roxy blue like i removed a zit
Pupils crystal balls
Predict your fall like futurists
Shine bright, i’ll make diamonds dance like fucking future did
While i pant
Thеre’s just a small chance that i’ll ruin this
If you knew i did thе shit that i denied
What a wonderful surprise
That just stunts all of my pride
Got abundance of assumptions
You’ve managed to keep alive
Till the day i die
If i don’t survive
Lies penetrate my temple
I could regulate my temper
In december, times were gentle
My potential was dismembered
With a pen, i could press hard up on the template
Rigid bars preface my bent fate
Chew the truth, harsh as cement taste
While it hardens, i’m tense
Stay parched, open like rent space
A good chance i’ll go far
If you give me my ten day
Flows like reservoirs, you surf trends
I’ll create the next wave
My bullet points, i’m full of poise
Cause of joy that i toy with
Hoist potential to the sky
Stars that i rejoice in
Been awake too long
I might detach baby
Been awake too long
I might collapse baby
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked

Been awake too long
I might detach baby
Been awake too long
I might collapse baby
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked

Dammit i’ve been rapping still
Unfiltered, no cigar butts
If a hoe is flawless
Ill adopt her like i’m daddy warbucks
Staggered passion
Appetite everlasting, bitch don’t starve us
Popping addies like i work for a start up
Soon as i start to fuck up the beat
Still unique, i could still peak
Through the keyholes, by default
I’m just still deemed a fucking creep
I don’t sleep, but i fucking dream
Dreams steep, while i suffer deep
The pain seeps through the sheets
Bitch, dont wanna hear a peep
Count another dozen sheep
Dusting off the cupboard
I muster strength through my feats
Over beats like a drumstick
Overseas
You’re a sunk ship
Encompass my conscience circumference
I know love is surface level
But i still could use something
Deep in the crevices of my brain
Funny how the creases on my sneakers resembles pressure that stains
My mental state commends pleasure in ways
Pressed through the days
Depression commemorates the days that i waste
Been awake too long
I might detach baby
Been awake too long
I might collapse baby
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked

Been awake too long
I might detach baby
Been awake too long
I might collapse baby
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked
Baby, if the days are long
The nights are stacked