Forever on vacation
Education's a bust
I never made friends
Too dense for this pace, forever chasing
And all my homies stuck, it's adjacent
Ethereal beats don't hide my clown style
Not a stream in weeks I never lucked out
I can't chase fame, is that my fortune
Good luck or ill will, always misfortunate
Caution to the wind
A rap career is exhausting
Bars to the grave, call that a lyrical coffin
Under 27, still destined to die
Feel the pressure on my soul
I just stare at the sky
I feel like I'm destined for more
But the hills still far
And I never learned to soar
Happy or not
Happy or not
Are you ready or not
Are you ready or not
Sorry that I'm bitter sometimes
No ill intent from these rhymes
Still losing my mind
I just wanna be loved
I just wanna be wanted
I wanna be touched
I wanna be
Hope to god
I don't ever meet a god
Hope my profits one day
Balance out my losses
Hope you see it when I look into your eyes
Hoping I can make you mine