[Intro]
Professor's son, they say I'm blessed
But these demons got me feelin' possessed
Three days deep in this Boston mess
Daddy's voicemail got me more depressed
[Verse 1]
Harvard Square, but I'm far from there
Poppin' pills that Soren got me, yeah, I'm well aware
Trust fund baby turned chemical slave
Chasing dragons through these lecture halls I never stayed
Got that K-hole wisdom, yeah, I've seen some shit
While my pops gives lectures, I'm just tryna live
Designer drugs and designer degrees
But authenticity's the one thing money can't seize
[Chorus]
Lost in Boston's underground scene
Mixing substances I can't pronounce, know what I mean?
Father's calling but I let it ring
Three day bender got me questioning everything
Everything, yeah, everything
[Verse 2]
2021, studio lights flickering
Ketamine got me slipping, mind splintering
Privilege is a prison that I built myself
Got these rare psychs lined up on my bathroom shelf
Soren's my plug but he's more than that
Mirror to my soul when my mind goes flat
Academic elite but I'm falling deep
Into spaces where these trust fund babies never sleep
[Bridge]
F*ck your social justice, it's all pretend
While you theorize poverty, I'm at my wit's end
Daddy's tenure don't mean shit to me
When I'm breaking down in basements where I feel free
[Verse 3]
System crash, mind's fragmenting
These MIT beats got me questioning
Every f*cking thing they told me was right
Three days no sleep, I'm losing sight
Of who I am beneath this mask
Of expectations that I'll never last
Chemical courage in my veins
While my father's legacy goes down the drain
[Outro]
Professor's son, but I'm so damn lost
Everything I touch turns to golden frost
Three days deep and I can't go back
To that hollow life, man, that's just a fact