Wish you didn't come home late but I know we gotta live when that rent come in

Livin' at the bottom and I claw my way up

I give a lot of fucks about what everybody say

Never leave my room, make music all day

Go outside, man I feel so fake

Feel like everbody just sees right through me

Feel like I'ma joke, comedy just use me

Tell 'em I'll be in soon

No lie

I'm losin my mind

Lay awake and I sigh

Stress always catchin' up

I'm always actin' up

Lookin' for somethin' ion even know why

Sleep when I die, these bitches look fye

I won't be noticed, in songs I'm a god

Real life I'm a guy

I'm doin' nothin' significant, kill me inside

I'll be at rebel, on the darkest side

In the darkest corner, I lose all my pride

Hate everything that I make and that's right

I started this thinkin' I'll be fuckin fly

Sadly mistaken, I do it so I

Finally clear up my head, for once

I think my purpose is giving a fuck

Me and him different, bro where is the trust

I don't know who I should turn to for duct

They tell me they love me and that I'll be up

Family tradition, we got the bad luck

Anything happens, just know that I'm stuck

Feel like I'm on a big island and I'll never leave

Got 20s and 100s, all gone after sleep

The definition when they say "In your dreams"

Runnin', runnin' left my brain in the breeze

Didn't tell me 'bout the shit I would feel

Should've told me bout the one I would be

Fuckin' on you when we meet at the spot

But you decided I was not good enough

Nonexistent, going ghost for a while

Communication thru my songs and my piles

Of lyrics, words, sentences gotta file

I should leave, matter fact, man I'm out

Matter fact, man I'm out