(Intro):

Been going through too much shit, recently

This the only way

I use this shit as safe haven

Therapy

Waves

(Pre-hook):

Rain falling on my head

Recently plaited, ‘fro’d out hair

Wetted out fucking dreads

Droplets, tapping on my shoulders

Wind whispering in my ears

Body, soul, more numb

Whilst UK getting colder

Need my mask on

Looking over my fucking shoulders

Walking in the present, but still thinking about the future

Just ghosting past people, feeling like a loser

(Verse 1):

Existence ain’t there

But if I were to now, pull up in a Black Phantom ghost

I’ll bеcome your worst nightmare

Cannot evеn focus most times

I be awake until four

Even from the night before

Mum just tripping

FaceTiming getting short

Most times are just missing

Tryna tell her some shit, But she will not listen

Just scared we won’t speak, for another Christmas

For another Christmas

(Hook):

I am still young

Still tryna find my way

Always been this way

Throughout my teens

Something’s killing my well-being inside

Hard to explain

No smile, no joy nor pain

Gotten to a point, don’t know what to say

Sucked into this empty black hole, which I can’t escape

(Verse 2):

Want therapy to vent

But scared all I’m gonna do is complain

Cause I be timid with my thoughts and feelings

So recording, helps separate my emotions and reasons

Even my heart be constantly bleeding

Hate feeling sorry for myself

Zombified, lowkey been taking meds

Two or three pills, a day

To push the weight

For now, it’s worth it

Old habits, not end up curving

(Hook):

I am still young

Still tryna find my way

Always been this way

Throughout my teens

Something’s killing my well-being inside

Hard to explain

No smile, no joy nor pain

Gotten to a point, don’t know what to say

Sucked into this empty black hole, which I can’t escape

(Verse 3):

Kept telling myself, TL I’m gon’ quit

But It seems like I am a simp nigga to this average Bitch

Socials got me lost like a Ne-yo inside of the matrix

Looking for a Miss Independent

Feelings unpleasant

Yeah, I’ve been distracted from my purpose

At times, been busting till I start to sleep

Seeing z’s

Recently, thinking about girls, girls, girls, too much

Been doing more snapping, Fuck !

When I should be doing more rapping

And making that bankroll snapping, action

Sometimes it be too much to fucking fathom

Hmm

Tryna bust for some likkle bread

Here and there

You need to see in my eyes

That this nigga, so hungry

Never been fully fed

(Outro Hook):

Rain falling on my head

Recently plaited, ‘fro’d out hair

Wetted out fucking dreads

Droplets, tapping on my shoulders

Wind whispering in my ears

Body, soul, more numb

Whilst UK getting colder

Need my mask on

Looking over my fucking shoulders

Walking in the present, but still thinking about the future

Just ghosting past people, feeling like a loser