| Laying on your floor at like four in the morning
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| Feeling super insecure about feelings assorted
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| And I want to make sure that you’re feeling important
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| And the only time I feel is when the beat is recording
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| And I don’t fill when I eat, that’s why I feast when I order
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| Now brush your teeth, go to sleep, you can reap what you brought up
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| Another week, cold feet and the demons you bottle
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| I don’t speak, no speech, just a piece of the problem
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| I feel weak, why’d I let it bring me down?
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| Looking all around my thoughts, not a thing be found
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| Guess a lot of what I thought is what you think of me now
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| But I can’t find nothing, you don’t think of me now
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| And so many other things that I’m thinking about
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| Like how the water in the stream of my dream ought to sound
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| But what I mean is all the things that I need when I’m down
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| Are hardly ever in between, they be easily found
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| Just look around, yeah take a look
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| How could somebody like me be a crook?
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| And who the hell pays six g’s for a hook
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| When I scribble down words, six minutes what it took, uh |
| And it’s something nice too
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| Neck stay cold cause that’s what the ice do
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| Shoulder stay cold cause I never liked you
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| Should I take another hit, yeah that’s what I might do, might do
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| And I’m, high strung better keep me taut
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| No such thing as an easy thought
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| Why the lights on better keep these off
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| 'Fore we all stop and the beat goes soft
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| I feel like my energy, quarter piece of a century
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| Meant to be something mentally, then and until eventually
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| Feel like somebody sent for me, feel like it’s not the end of me
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| Well how’m I supposed to feel, when I feel like I’m the enemy
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| Selfish little kid, centerpiece of all entity
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| Cause in my upstairs, I’m my own damn celebrity
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| Bump my own tape cause I finna vibe out
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| Shit I lie too much, hope they never find out
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| I just speak, then I’m talking, guess it’s really not a problem
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| 'Til I think about the options, caught up in my mind now
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| Either way, I be guessing, just the best that I can
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| Like every other idiot or unexceptional plan
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| Guess I’m not that special, a terrestrial man |
| Starring at comfortable walls, I got to let 'em expand |