[Verse: Quadeca]

Think I've got a consensus, bein' lost in the trenches

Adolescent lessons expressin' God's job is to tempt us

Makin' it hard to stay alive, it's so easy to die

Makin' you hang your head low, but say "Reach for the skies"

Life is a walkin' contradiction, I've seen through its lies

And I'm just tryna tell the stories I've seen through its eyes

I feel I'm forcin' and feedin' off of reasons to cry

With all this fake deep bullshit, I'm too eager to try

Everybody sendin' blessings, in need of reply

Tryna sell they own tears 'fore they bleed and they dry

Fuck your demons inside, I'm in need of the "Why?"

So I can summarize my life through my breathin' and sigh

Like, oh well, I can say that I tried, yeah

Hopped in this life and then I stayed for the ride

So many beautiful faces, but they vacant inside

And I'm just patiently waitin' for the day I decide, yeah

This reminds me of days when I drive in L.A.​

I'm screamin' "Hi" to the sky out with a smile on my face

Now I'm hidin' my face, I keep tryin' to trace

All o' the steps that I had taken to findin' my place

Swept out to oceans so lonely, waves feel like an embrace

And now I'm lookin' at my mic like it's sent as a prophet (Yeah)

I used to be an atheist, but that turned me agnostic (Ahaha, yeah)

Recently, I've been wonderin' if I fuckin' lost it

Seein' my friends from kindergarten go to rehab

That's the type of shit that makes you think back

To simpler times, blissfully ignorant minds

Before reality could ground us, we would live in the skies

And as a, and as a kid, I never thought I'd be bein' like this (Nah, nah)

And as a kid, I never thought this would even exist

I felt elusive, intangible, just steam in the mist

And now I'm wakin' up feelin' I ain't even this shit

You only look at what you got once you see that it's lost

And life's too gradual for me to believe in my sauce

Don't understand rappers braggin', "I got that paper on me"

Man, I got kids in schools who doin' presentations on me (Yeah)

So what the fuck you really value tryna take that from me?

To me, I'll take that over Rollies and makin' some money

Rain or sunny, I'ma do this every day, I study

And write these lyrics 'til my brain is fuzzy, damn

Like Tyler, Creator tweets, I just capitalize

These Romans tally up my hits with the capital 'I's (Yeah)

This is a natural high, I seen it comin' from afar

I'm still actin' surprised, but I ain't mastered disguise

I wrote this album so much passion, I actually cried

They think 'cause I was never trappin', my rap is a lie

They think 'cause I'm an awkward kid, I'm invalid

As DJ Khaled's son receivin' a platinum plaque for bein' alive

Threw out half of my album, it wasn't good enough

Shit, I mean, it still isn't good enough

I'm like an active volcano, I know I could erupt

But I guess I am not full enough (Yeah)

I swear, the higher you get, that's the lower you feel

Man, that's more shit you gotta do, or you won't get a deal

Man, that's more shit you gotta prove so they know that it's real

Thirty seconds of listenin', thinking you know how I feel

Yeah, this a motherfuckin' thesis statement

Came a long way, I cannot be complacent

Every day I wake up stressed, I have to be the greatest

And if not, then that's a day I truly feel I've wasted

Most of the pressure on my shoulders is comin' from me

So when I die, I know I left us with somethin' to leave

So when I wake up every mornin' with somewhere to be

Damn

[Outro: Quadeca]

I got so much shit I've-

-Got-I've...

I've got somethin' to see? I don't fuckin' know, man

Shit

Hope that sounded genuine

'Cause I meant it