[Intro]

"But at the end of the day, music is the one thing that can always make me happy

So my message to anyone who doubts me or doubts my dreams

To you, it may be Nothing

But that Nothing is my Everything."

[Verse 1]

Life keeps spinning at the speed of a bullet

Finger on the trigger better hurry up and pull it

Laced in gasoline and smothered in the flames

Burning ‘til the universe hears my name

Feels my pain and sees my joy

Touches the majesty and hears the noise

Life’s been good and the beat’s still going

Try to dam me up but the river keeps on over-flowing

Shooting the breeze like the wind and a pistol

Dropping these bombs like gravity and a missile

Sun in the sky makes you glad to be alive

Push away the clouds and let the light shine

Light beams shooting through the smoke and the ruins

Foot on the throttle hope I know what I’m doing

Infinity is my vicinity don’t be my enemy

The day that I die will be the opposite of the end of me

[Bridge]

Everything happens for a reason

Even if it ain’t quite the season

Everything happens for a reason

Life goes on, better believe it

Everything happens for a reason

Even if it ain’t quite the season

Everything happens for a reason

Life goes on, better believe it

[Hook]

Even if the birds in the trees don’t sing

Even if winter don’t turn to spring

Even if Lucy pulls my strings

Tie your knots so I won’t break free

Even if the beat don’t got no kick

Even if the words don’t come out legit

Even if the planet ceases to spin

Imma’ get back up and Imma' try again

[Verse 2]

I’ve committed my crimes, murdered every single rhyme

After three whole years, pocket’s empty, not a dime

Quarter, nickel, in the fountain, not a trickle

But that just ain’t why I do it and you might believe that’s mental

But every single line is like a hundred-dollar bill

Every bass drop is like a five-star meal

Every compliment makes it all seem worth it

‘Cause without all of y’all, this music would be worthless

People always telling us to follow all our dreams

But make us decide on a career by the time that we’re 16

Like I really have a plan for what I wanna' be

I just wanna have a good time, write it down, and sing

But no, you gotta keep the money flowing

Get a dead-end job until the day your soul is broken

Whenever they ask me what I really wanna be

I tell ‘em, “Music is my everything.”

(My-my-my everything)

[Hook + Bridge]

"So I’ll tell them that I wanna' make music for a living, right?

I’ll talk about Endfinite Records and how music is my passion

And they’ll go on to tell me how impressive that is, yada, yada, yada

But then go on to say that I need to pursue a safer career

About how the chances of making it in music are near impossible

And how without connections in the industry, I’ll never get anywhere

And part of me believes them, and I wonder if everything I’ve worked at was for nothing

But then I go straight home and keep at it for some reason

It’s like this endless cycle of me going back in forth on what I want to be

What are the chances I could make it? What if I fail and end up broke or something?

I mean, not to be self-absorbed or anything, but I’m far from stupid

I make good grades and do excellent in all the classes I take

So I guess what I’m worried about is letting people down

Like, “Oh, he was so smart and had so much potential, but he blew it.”

But at the end of the day, music is the one thing that can always make me happy

So my message to anyone who doubts me or doubts my dreams

To you, it may be Nothing

But that Nothing is my Everything."