Pace.
(Intro)
*Alan Watts lecture plays*
(Verse 1)
Pacing around this room
Life got me defeated
Smashing the glass in case of emergency
Know there's someone who needs it
Tension so high it could kill me
Elevated to the point of a panic attack, nah really
Remembering Ray as a class clown he was always silly
Remember that I used to sit in the back
Teacher couldn't hear me talking in class
The recipe that had me slip through the cracks
I vanish, academic never that nah
Stressing, sneak in the gym to shoot hoops between class
Out on the quad laying on the grass
Ain't have no papers then, just glass mm
17 wondering just what I'm here for
Thinking New England Tech
Boutta make up some games and shit, maybe just wait a bit
All of my homies are off to the races
Can't be the only one not going up
URI 21' they boutta walk with a cap in a year plus
Chilling outside on the porch with a blunt in my hand sipping on orange crush
Thinking about a penthouse with a million dollars in the bank wouldn't that be plush
Slow rise to the fame, stressing your brain
Darling it ain't no rush
I stay dividing the flame, keeping it sane
End up in half the trouble, woah
(Bridge)
*voicemail plays*
(Verse 2)
Seeming all we know here is die young and live fast
Don't know how to take it
Don't know if i'll make it
Getting the greenbacks, no doubt
This is the only way, no other route planned
Out of my mind, spacey as ever but fine like a vial of sand
Independent artist still rolling loud like i'm in a band
Look at where we started, still moving like a 401 man
Blow 50 thou- in Japan
Sleepy we tree off a xan
Sneaking them peeks out the window we look at the view
But lately the reaper had came for a few, rest in peace
Writing this verse in your memory
Keeping the melody heavenly
Bringing you with me thru all of the ups and the downs
Cruising the hills talking Beverly
When I had barely an ear to listen
Now these labels wanna switch positions, on me
Pass up my reflections, leave me in dust
Nah you are not my homie
Hope the sesh going well
Going thru it can you tell
You could feel me up in braille
Kush will get me parasail
Spreading the good vibes because love is wealth
Cali i'm begging be good for my health
I'm ready
(Outro)
*Alan Watts lecture plays*
*Alan Watts lecture plays*
(Verse 1)
Pacing around this room
Life got me defeated
Smashing the glass in case of emergency
Know there's someone who needs it
Tension so high it could kill me
Elevated to the point of a panic attack, nah really
Remembering Ray as a class clown he was always silly
Remember that I used to sit in the back
Teacher couldn't hear me talking in class
The recipe that had me slip through the cracks
I vanish, academic never that nah
Stressing, sneak in the gym to shoot hoops between class
Out on the quad laying on the grass
Ain't have no papers then, just glass mm
17 wondering just what I'm here for
Thinking New England Tech
Boutta make up some games and shit, maybe just wait a bit
All of my homies are off to the races
Can't be the only one not going up
URI 21' they boutta walk with a cap in a year plus
Chilling outside on the porch with a blunt in my hand sipping on orange crush
Thinking about a penthouse with a million dollars in the bank wouldn't that be plush
Slow rise to the fame, stressing your brain
Darling it ain't no rush
I stay dividing the flame, keeping it sane
End up in half the trouble, woah
(Bridge)
*voicemail plays*
(Verse 2)
Seeming all we know here is die young and live fast
Don't know how to take it
Don't know if i'll make it
Getting the greenbacks, no doubt
This is the only way, no other route planned
Out of my mind, spacey as ever but fine like a vial of sand
Independent artist still rolling loud like i'm in a band
Look at where we started, still moving like a 401 man
Blow 50 thou- in Japan
Sleepy we tree off a xan
Sneaking them peeks out the window we look at the view
But lately the reaper had came for a few, rest in peace
Writing this verse in your memory
Keeping the melody heavenly
Bringing you with me thru all of the ups and the downs
Cruising the hills talking Beverly
When I had barely an ear to listen
Now these labels wanna switch positions, on me
Pass up my reflections, leave me in dust
Nah you are not my homie
Hope the sesh going well
Going thru it can you tell
You could feel me up in braille
Kush will get me parasail
Spreading the good vibes because love is wealth
Cali i'm begging be good for my health
I'm ready
(Outro)
*Alan Watts lecture plays*