Verse 1:

Pumping the waves till my ears can't take it

Not about the people who said i ain't gon' make it

The people who made it they just fake it

Not writing rhymes but they think they're the greatest

Bust my music in front of yo' parents

This is for the young who have to run errands

Ascendance trying to impress ascendants I know we can smile working for independents

Please elect someone who will end this

Right now i'm the person to offend this

Do we have to fight to live in bliss

Somebody should've told me it would be like this

I've realized people only look from their perception

When they release the correction they release their resentment

I'd rather be blind than to be deaf

Cause life ain't clear like crystal meth

I take a breath so my eyes can see

That the world is full of y's and z's

Like why is he blessed lyrically

Instead of b-a-s-i-c , yes i see simplicity

In the ones who be hating on me

Like all the ones contemplating on me

999 people conversatin' with me

Is Lucy conversatin' with you E ?

Speech by Ethan Reyneker

"I don't even have to put a hook on it because the beat is so hectic by itself man , the sounds of the beat man , I don't think you need to add anything . Nai , the second part. "

Verse 2:

Sorry mom i'm cruel to you

Sorry mom i'm rude to you

Sorry momma I do not take note of all the things you do

Apologies for all the trees that i've been smoking in my room

Apologies for all the homies i've been bringing home to you

Sorry for the Smoking

Toking

Soaking

Choking

Reefer blowing

Fifa Caterwauling

All the days that i've been stalling to greet you in the morning

Know i'm kinda boring when ya yawning making sure ya son rises in the morning when ya yawning I am on it

It's like every morning I am mourning till the dawn

Till the time the vampires are reborn

Be the best i have sworn

All the merch I have worn

All the fake i have torn

Woah (X4)

Ay (X5)

Momma know procrastinator

Trash thrown out an hour later

Procrastinator Contemplator

Told myself my time is later

Knowing more than I can see

Showing more than I can be

Growing more than I can be

I grow the beat and then I leave to ...

(Outro)

A place where I can just

Be me

So

Free-ly