Sept 28, 2020, '19
[Hook 1]
And I’m always fucking up, multiple times
In my mind, there seems to be a fucking divide
Can't take away the faults, the fuckups
My place in the world is yet to add up
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm arguing again, bro, it’s all the same
I'm the one in control so I'm who's to blame
And I hate where I'm going, where the track is headed
Wanna change the lane for this train ‘fore it's late
And I need to break through the time to recalculate
Kinda played in on the ways to pursue my fate
Don't wanna back down, don't wanna degradе
‘cause I know if I carry on I can do great
But my project sucks, thеre goes my energy
Man, this shit has taken a lot of fuel out of me
This was supposed to be my first forlorn LP
Was gonna be released at the age of twenty
Now I’m twenty-one with so many things to overcome
I am nowhere near to completing this album
Tell me all the things that you have done
Was it all for nothing? Was it all for fun?
‘cause I’m back here again in my negative zone
Days are now getting darker, that explains the tone
Back in the garage where it's dark and cold
Where I’m working on my own ‘cause I'm in the rap mode
[Hook 1]
And I'm always fucking up, multiple times
In my mind, there seems to be a fucking divide
Can't take away the faults, the fuckups
My place in the world is yet to add up
[Verse 2]
And the goals that I missed, the days you feel like shit
Cut it out, wear it out, I’m my own therapist
Got so many empty boxes [?] on this checklist
Don't want my legacy to become the laserdisc
But I'm arguing again, [?] it's always the same
I'm the one in control so yeah I'm to blame
And I'm going insane, my hope is all I cling
And I used to overthink all the many little things
And I used to think about stuff like how and why I laugh
And [?] whatever crap that I was laughing at
But right now that is no longer a hassle ‘cause nowadays I just give ‘em all a fake chuckle
Sometimes I vision a clone of myself
We'd argue and get along like Barry and Paul
'cause I rarely get along with anybody else
On my phone on the daily, I only text or call
But yeah I gotta go to work today and tomorrow
Cooperating with my local Texaco
I'm struggling with my time flexibility
And I'm struggling with my lyrical capabilities
Coulda done better but uh, never mind
‘cause I'm getting ready to leave the mic behind
I'm almost done with the track, I see the finish line
After that, hit rewind, play back my record time
[Hook 2]
Twenty-one, staring at my [?]s
Walking downtown in my hometown, always looking down
And no one's got my back so I rap to boombap, rocking snapbacks
Hopefully, one day I'll be back
Said I'm twenty-one, staring at my [?]s
Walking downtown in my hometown, always looking down
And no one's got my back so I rap to boombap, rocking snapbacks
Hopefully, one day I'll be back, [?]
[Hook 1]
And I’m always fucking up, multiple times
In my mind, there seems to be a fucking divide
Can't take away the faults, the fuckups
My place in the world is yet to add up
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm arguing again, bro, it’s all the same
I'm the one in control so I'm who's to blame
And I hate where I'm going, where the track is headed
Wanna change the lane for this train ‘fore it's late
And I need to break through the time to recalculate
Kinda played in on the ways to pursue my fate
Don't wanna back down, don't wanna degradе
‘cause I know if I carry on I can do great
But my project sucks, thеre goes my energy
Man, this shit has taken a lot of fuel out of me
This was supposed to be my first forlorn LP
Was gonna be released at the age of twenty
Now I’m twenty-one with so many things to overcome
I am nowhere near to completing this album
Tell me all the things that you have done
Was it all for nothing? Was it all for fun?
‘cause I’m back here again in my negative zone
Days are now getting darker, that explains the tone
Back in the garage where it's dark and cold
Where I’m working on my own ‘cause I'm in the rap mode
[Hook 1]
And I'm always fucking up, multiple times
In my mind, there seems to be a fucking divide
Can't take away the faults, the fuckups
My place in the world is yet to add up
[Verse 2]
And the goals that I missed, the days you feel like shit
Cut it out, wear it out, I’m my own therapist
Got so many empty boxes [?] on this checklist
Don't want my legacy to become the laserdisc
But I'm arguing again, [?] it's always the same
I'm the one in control so yeah I'm to blame
And I'm going insane, my hope is all I cling
And I used to overthink all the many little things
And I used to think about stuff like how and why I laugh
And [?] whatever crap that I was laughing at
But right now that is no longer a hassle ‘cause nowadays I just give ‘em all a fake chuckle
Sometimes I vision a clone of myself
We'd argue and get along like Barry and Paul
'cause I rarely get along with anybody else
On my phone on the daily, I only text or call
But yeah I gotta go to work today and tomorrow
Cooperating with my local Texaco
I'm struggling with my time flexibility
And I'm struggling with my lyrical capabilities
Coulda done better but uh, never mind
‘cause I'm getting ready to leave the mic behind
I'm almost done with the track, I see the finish line
After that, hit rewind, play back my record time
[Hook 2]
Twenty-one, staring at my [?]s
Walking downtown in my hometown, always looking down
And no one's got my back so I rap to boombap, rocking snapbacks
Hopefully, one day I'll be back
Said I'm twenty-one, staring at my [?]s
Walking downtown in my hometown, always looking down
And no one's got my back so I rap to boombap, rocking snapbacks
Hopefully, one day I'll be back, [?]
( Muddaken )
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