Wasted Rhymes (feat. Alyssa Weir) Video (MV)

Might be in love with the drug of illusions
And i'm thinkin I might f*ck it all up if I keep on losin
Keep on pressing my snooze and
Keep on missing your cues
If I could, I would assist in overcoming your blues
But you're as far as the moon
And tonight, too soon,
You're right, it's quite, the sight, I'm aight (beat cut)
Still-concerned for my psych, looking for light
But I ain't found it here - nor there
Puffin up my life with empty air
Going nowhere
And I know that I'm in love with weed
But every time I smoke I'm tripping like a tumbleweed
I just got sick of the constant conscious
Fumbling
Was crossed as f*ck but always heard the mantra on repeat
I really think I even hear this shit up in my dreams
I spend more time in clouds than wiz khalifa in the trees
Drifting
Or from my perspective it seems
I float exceptionally
But thunder's rolling in the distance when I'm reflecting

Wasting time
I don't wanna give up, before I get to all of the ways ima live up
Toooo the expectations
I step up to the plate
I'm inescapably great
I'm creatin my fate
Wasted rhymes
Thrown out the window, before I found I place that I wanted to put those
Toooo a melody or rhythm I said goodbye
No more livin this lie
Too much slippin on by

Look
I been living inside denial
That's a shed with nice paintings
Distracting me for a while
Outside? F*ck that. that's the goddamn wild
The truth is co2, changin heat like a dial
But I guess that that's the way it really is, innit?
The moment you start trippin when you notice you ain't winning
You holdin onto truths heavy with doubt
Your hand securely wrapped around but
It'd be ignorant to say that they ain't slippin
And really As for me I simply tossed em the losses summed up to loyalty
And royally gettin fukked
By my mental majority
It swore to me I'd strike gold, only gettin poorer needed discipline up top so, I need authority
And morally
I'm a mess, still blessed, but best at contradicting myself, and puttin God to the test
I start tweakin when I wonder if he'll put me in check
At least I know that's only lucy tryna get me distressed

Wasting time
I don't wanna give up, before I get to all of the ways ima live up
Toooo the expectations
I step up to the plate
I'm inescapably great
I'm creatin my fate
Wasted rhymes
Thrown out the window, before I found I place that I wanted to put those
Toooo a melody or rhythm I said goodbye
No more livin this lie
Too much slippin on by

Wasting time
I don't wanna give up, before I get to all of the ways ima live up
Toooo the expectations
I step up to the plate
I'm inescapably great
I'm creatin my fate
Wasted rhymes
Thrown out the window, before I found I place that I wanted to put those
Toooo a melody or rhythm I said goodbye
No more livin this lie
Too much slippin on by