Disconnected

By CheffaMC

Released on May 13, 2022

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Don’t wanna labour the point but I ain’t been feeling myself

Don’t wanna hang with the boys cos I ain’t been feeling myself

I’m tryna make way through the noise just play with the cards I was dealt

But I’m in a maze or a void too numb I ain’t feeling myself

I don’t feel like it’s real life

I realised what it’s like to be fiction

Whole life living right under addiction

Mixing different types of prescriptions

I think I absconded the mission

Lost and confused as I wander the distance

Listen I could be gone in an instant if I can’t calm put a stop to the itching

So let’s take a break

I’ll get well soon brudda better savе the date

I’m not done yеt I need bathing ape and the top one spot with my name and face

On lock now no one gonna raid my place

I’ll just drop new songs then I’ll lay and wait

Nah I’m joking cos I’m determined to earn it

Had enough I don’t wanna scrape for change

Had enough of living life at the bottom

That’s why I’m tryna make a way up to the top

And I don’t mind if the people have forgotten

Any of the days I was living like a flop

Any of the days I was living like a junkie trust me you didn’t wanna be around then

Yeah I was on drugs and it stuffed me

Up see, mums life Nah I’m never doing that again

Don’t wanna labour the point but I ain’t been feeling myself

Don’t wanna hang with the boys cos I ain’t been feeling myself

I’m tryna make way through the noise just play with the cards I was dealt

But I’m in a maze or a void too numb I ain’t feeling myself

Nah I don’t think I ever will

Sick of doing this now I’m looking for a better thrill

Sick all this piff wanna breath a bitta medical

Got me seeing stars like

I’m looking in a reticle

Skin numb from the edibles

Beer, rum, gin imma get it all

Feel a buzz in my genitals

But it’s not love just a rush from the chemicals

No sight I been blinded

Third eye closing needing enlightenment

Piece of mind yeah it’s highly unlikely

Breaking away from the life I’m confined in

Stevie how I wonder what deaths like

I ain’t seen mum in a bit wanna get flights

No airplanes roll a spliff and then get high

Astral project yeah you know that’s the best type

Cutting up just flowers

Packing it up then I suck and devour

Settle down try write to a sound but no luck nah I been stuck here for hours

Temples are pounding no way around

It

Beat too loud but my head keep shouting

Will it calm down no way man I doubt it

I Lost my mind sing out if you found it