Rudy Kalma - Center Lyrics

I feel lost in a jungle of my worldly regrets
My soul tossed and it tumbles down to the lowliest depths
I'm whiplashed in the rubble
Whatever, just a metaphor
There's many more
I feel pushed to the edge, so I gotta tell my story
From graduation and admiration to unemployment
From down the basement, I'm rapping to reach my f*cking point
Evaluations, I'm speculating on my potential
From affirmation to bosses who state I lack credential
From many angles, I bob and weave
I roll with the punches
From time to time
They knock me down with a blow to the stomach
Bill coming, bills coming, and bills coming
My mama asking if I had finally built something
My papa lack the ability for mobility
My sister seeming further, a strong detachment of energy
My brother's getting grown, I've said this all before
It wasn't long ago, I was stubborn and slamming the door
What goes around, goes around, an infinite cycle
Gotta ask yourself what you would do for a shot at the title
What goes around, goes around, an infinite cycle
Gotta ask yourself what you would do for a shot at the title

I'm just tryna find my center (Yay Yay!)
Tryna not detach my fender (Woah Oh!)
My thoughts be caught up in a blender (Ya Ya!)
I'm exhausted from the pressure (No No!)
I'm just tryna find my center (Yay Yay!)
Tryna not detach my fender (Woah Oh!)
My thoughts be caught up in a blender (Ya Ya!)
I'm exhausted from the pressure (No No!)

There's been some trouble as of recent when handling business
It's hard to see the distance grow when I'm crafting my lyrics
Flows and the mix engineering goes without much interference
When all is over, I'd still sit in Corolla and listen
Go to my shift and deliver, close and do all of the dishes
I'm going home, I'm watching my tutorials endless
On the low, I'm very fearful of losing my friendships
But I'd be lying if I told you I've tried and attempted
I'm a lover of the labor
I thrive in the sessions
But my lover feel my labor
She's asking my questions
About the broader destinations and what could be different
From time to time, she mentions how i have grown to look different
She wanna know 'cause feeling vary, they cataclysmic
Uncertainty could f*ck you up, and it clouds your decisions
She thinks she's selfish
But maybe I am foolish, naive
I spend my hours feeling I have something to preach
We say we suffer to supplement our family
But ain't it much better to visit in actuality
Greatness? The f*ck is the greatness?
When we would fly up without nobody in space, shit, damn

I'm just tryna find my center (Yay Yay!)
Tryna not detach my fender (Woah Oh!)
My thoughts be caught up in a blender (Ya Ya!)
I'm exhausted from the pressure (No No!)
I'm just tryna find my center (Yay Yay!)
Tryna not detach my fender (Woah Oh!)
My thoughts be caught up in a blender (Ya Ya!)
I'm exhausted from the pressure (No No!)
I'm just tryna find my center (Yay Yay!)
Tryna not detach my fender (Woah Oh!)
My thoughts be caught up in a blender (Ya Ya!)
I'm exhausted from the pressure (No No!)
I'm just tryna find my center (Yay Yay!)
Tryna not detach my fender (Woah Oh!)
My thoughts be caught up in a blender (Ya Ya!)
I'm exhausted from the pressure (No No!)