[Verse 1]

Can I put the jigsaw back in place?

All my thoughts are scrambled, I feel like I need a break

I been trying to take the right path, but don't know how long it takes

To get back on the right track and keep my time on pace

Gotta stick to the pattern, stick to the code

But it keeps adding to itself, bricks fit the mold

No cement to hold my sanity together, it's in the hole

Chaos grows so say your goals

Cause I bet none of them realistic

Realistically, this shit? I'm just addicted

Like I am with caffeine

This shit is just a spiral, killing all my dreams

But that ain't gonna stop me from making these LPs

My paranoia got me looking round

Writing this shit on an android, I hope my notes page isn't found

I assemble these patterns cause my life has no structure

I'm going with the flow and hoping that it don't rupture

[Verse 2]

This the finale of the first tape

Every take my first take

I don't need no wordplay

Simplify the patterns, all those complex rhyme schemes

Are for Eminem fans with too high self esteem

And I got none of it, my writing just come from it

Only thing I'm kinda happy with is how this first one is

The best album I'll make, only 6 songs made

Hope the next album tells you more bout my dark fate

You can learn bout my past while I try to predict my future

Cause I ain't the oracle, I'm just the part that shoots ya

Down

Fuck a goal, fuck a dream

Maybe all I need is samples with upped speed

Throw a amp on it

Only instrument I have is my voice and I ran from it

Well, that won't happen next time

See you in the next life

I'll show you how the worst time can happen in the best time