Verse 1:

I keep running into problems

That's bigger than paul’s bunyan

Shoe’s talking back

Soul worn out

Need to call someone

Hello operator

Can I talk to man above?

Think he got a voice-changer

Darth vader in my buds

Crying doves

Watch me stomping out these stool pigeons

Fake friends cancerous

Why I wear a blue ribbon

True fiction

If I told you that i’m hungry for validation

I’m not elated

Gave my all to exes

They turned it back on me calculated

Stop

Believing in love

Giving

My best

Found my ex

Doing porn on tumblr

Beat my chest

Resuscitate

After keyword search

Don’t see my worth

She made mistake

Still feel it

Prolly key my hearst

Dark cloud

Hanging over head

Lakitu

Baiting me to switch

To my demon’s team

I’m not evil

But knowing

I can’t rest in peace

I ain’t perfect

Can’t blame god

That hell just stay recruiting

Cuz hades working in hr

Now

Hook:

New year, new me

But my old ways coming

Got me dragging my heels

And got my whole stroll funny

Need a wagon and wheels

To get this old soul running

From a home gone crumbling

Growing stone cold stunny

New year, new me

But my old ways coming

Got me dragging my heels

And got my whole stroll funny

Need a wagon and wheels

To get this old soul running

From a home gone crumbling

Growing stone cold stunny

But to be quite honest

I ought to stay

And to be quite honest

I ought to go

And to be quite honest

I’ve lost my way

And to be quite honest

I ought to know

Better than this

In my life

I know

Pressure don’t miss

Take my strides

Alone

There is no sense

In wasting time

On lows

Aiming high

For goals

Makes my rights

To wrongs

Verse 2:

I know my mental health

Don’t make me weak

But it’s hard confessing

My depression

Don’t break - release

At times when I need the focus

A clean slate

To project all of my thoughts

Like i’m channeling jean grey

Green day

American idiots

In democracy

But I ain’t got no privilege

To move on up

Like i’m climbing trees

Boxing with botany

I hit the adam’s apple

Off the tree of wisdom

Try to guilt me

Into changing

But I never listen

Listen, me and being broke

You know we stick together

Only one that’s in my friend group

Without my sh*t together

Get together

With my savings

Like I wanna retire

But spending payments

From my labor

On the oldest designer

Coping how I know best

When homies getting fulbrights

Hustle hard with no rest

‘cause life ain’t got no full-ride

Good life

If I get less no’s

And follow mine

Good guide

I won’t settle for the dreams

That funny money could buy

Hook:

New year, new me

But my old ways coming

Got me dragging my heels

And got my whole stroll funny

Need a wagon and wheels

To get this old soul running

From a home gone crumbling

Growing stone cold stunny

New year, new me

But my old ways coming

Got me dragging my heels

And got my whole stroll funny

Need a wagon and wheels

To get this old soul running

From a home gone crumbling

Growing stone cold stunny

But to be quite honest

I ought to stay

And to be quite honest

I ought to go

And to be quite honest

I’ve lost my way

And to be quite honest

I ought to know

Better than this

In my life

I know

Pressure don’t miss

Take my strides

Alone

There is no sense

In wasting time

On lows

Aiming high

For goals

Makes my rights

To wrongs