[Verse]

Holding on for something

What though?

I don't know

Guess I should just let go

Slip down this abyss

Then my eyes start to glow

Guess god sent me here for a reason

Guess that reason is flawed

Feel like my life's a facade

And any second now

I'll wake up to applauce

Probably not

Quality shot

Down all the wannabees

And those who think morally

Fuck

Dreamin' bout the days

WHen my shit ain't novelty

Logically my brain can't think positivley

Honestly, I do this shit frostfily

My prophecy ain't written me as a prodigy

Now I'm thinking kinda thoughtfully

Gotta be something post oblivion

My messages just seem oblivious

Experiencing the aetherial

Just to go back to delerioum

I think I'm being serious

But I don't know what to think

When they put ads on X's memoirs

And sell me some Biggie merch

Profit of the dead

Cause nobody likes what's left

Let them fucking rest

I guess

Nobody knows what they got

Till they don't got it

Yellow spots on my shirt

They are actually polka dots

If you still got some ammo

Then you best take a shot

Cause if it ain't bout living

Then it ain't me

And if it ain't about sleeping

Then who the fuck will dream?

Cherry bomb my thoughts

Cause now I'm something that I hate

Too late

I changed

My lane

Now I drive down

Down where?

Down here

Scared that I got nothing more to fear

Write it in my memoirs

The kid who liked playing Dead Rising

And rapping

But I ain't been on my xbox in a while

Just been staring at my profile

Hoping that the subcount goes up

Nope, fuck

Guess it don't even matter

I'm only dead when I've given up