Downtime ain't just for stressing

Especially if your mind's in need of some resting

No reason for the part time grief or self pressure

Yo throw all that shit aside, aside

Walk with me

Why?

I need some company through fallacies

Pipe dreams done lost steam casually

After me, there will be more seeds

Some ripe for the picking

And some that don't turn out to be

But for now

I think of simpler times

Pre-adults warping minds

Steady intrigued by youthful eyes

I prophesied my own passing

Though it happened yet

But in the year 2060

I will be dead

So many die young without a curtain call

I'm tryna look like babe ruth after all

Never fucked with adderall

Just a mic and tennis ball

Channel love until i fall

Please don't build that madre fuckin wall

So many grow old without a chance to love

Judging how the crow flies from the view of mighty dove

Never cared to shove what's been glued from the start

Surrounded in a bubble now existing in the dark

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