Emotions in a folder
Going through the motions
Since I'm getting older I'll conjure up a potion
Take the chip up off my shoulder
If I'm losing my youth would you freeze me baby?
Built a fort out of birthday cards to protect me from the wrath of age
If I'm a youngin', life ain't that hard but this fort will turn into a cage
If I lose my youth would you freeze me baby?
This skin tight life just won't last
I been feeling way too wise lately
Gray's coming way too damn fast
Now put the brakes on it
Life flying off the dash
Often crash and escape with broken hands
Clock need a wrist wrap
Blood drip from my wristwatch
Pulse feeling that ticktock
No time for that chitchat
Last thing we should do is sit back
And watch that powder go like an hourglass
Get the last of that powder like sour patch, kid
Is it illegal to have
Biggest of egos cause alter is bruised
Would offer it booze
This nigga really just said "take a walk in my shoes"
Nigga, I'm you
What did you want me to do, call off my life just to coddle you?
I'm feeling out of the loop, loop, loop
Lonely is global, this oval is spinning
I'm gon' be solo again and again till I cope with the feeling of having no friends
Red solo cup to drown my enemies in, in, in
Put up my defenses with humble intentions
Too stubborn to listen
Got rug burn from friction
You're rubbing bitches the other way
But I'll crumble to bits to whatever my lover say
Convinced to submit even on a break
This intermission is vague
What are the odds my intuitions tripping?
Missing significant steps
Nonetheless thought we'd be lifted
Larger than life, yet, we live it
Chip on my iris
See my pupils tinted
Dilate from dialogue
Even my eyeballs are timid
Blink once for contention blink twice for contentment
Blemishes singed in my images
Been burning bridges my memories cinder
My thoughts in a blender
Lots of shit don't mix well
And my heart would be tender
Save that for a cocktail
To trickle down my esophagus
Wash away all my dinner and
Simmer down on a little pot
Other call it a shitter
I got billions to talk
And fill it up till it's brimming
I need a sponge and a mop
I put a pin in the ceiling
So I get stuck at the top
And the killing won't stop
And the ticking won't stop