[Verse 1: Austin Rapbaum]
Welcome, inside of my mind
You may find, it a bit busy some times
But I’m trying to unwind
And combine all my brainpower ten times
Over plus the luck of four leaf clovers
Just so a kid could act grown up
Sip soda, only if we pour a
Fifth of rum in there drink until we dumb in here
Focus, or the lack of it
But at least I’m passionate
That’s gotta count for half something
Rap stunting what I see y’all doing but
That’s nothing cause I act cousin
In fact once it’s on track bumping
No slack coming cause they pick it up and run it back, lovin
All the shit I’m spitting
Whether it was writtin or just some unfinished snippets
I hit em with the internal rhyme scheme trying to find dreams
In the interlinings of these lines and submissions
[Hook]
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
[Verse 2: Austin Rapbaum]
How do you find it, empty, absent minded
Like the teachers at my high did, well I did not design this
For that 9 to 5 shit every day I am reminded
When I’m rhyming and I’m shining like Orion
Not even trying but in the classroom at half past noon
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t dying of this boredom
Probably more fun if the teacher doesn’t that think you’re dumb
"CLASS, THIS IS THE GLOBE,"
I’d rather tour one, explore some
Be in a foreign location
Not just stationed
On the main land meant to sit slash lay there until I’m brain dead
Do you know what I’m sayin should I rephrase it
I refuse to stay and become complacent
I’ll go around the nation
The world on this cadence
Explore space and time I’m not waiting
[Hook]
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
Welcome, inside of my mind
You may find, it a bit busy some times
But I’m trying to unwind
And combine all my brainpower ten times
Over plus the luck of four leaf clovers
Just so a kid could act grown up
Sip soda, only if we pour a
Fifth of rum in there drink until we dumb in here
Focus, or the lack of it
But at least I’m passionate
That’s gotta count for half something
Rap stunting what I see y’all doing but
That’s nothing cause I act cousin
In fact once it’s on track bumping
No slack coming cause they pick it up and run it back, lovin
All the shit I’m spitting
Whether it was writtin or just some unfinished snippets
I hit em with the internal rhyme scheme trying to find dreams
In the interlinings of these lines and submissions
[Hook]
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
[Verse 2: Austin Rapbaum]
How do you find it, empty, absent minded
Like the teachers at my high did, well I did not design this
For that 9 to 5 shit every day I am reminded
When I’m rhyming and I’m shining like Orion
Not even trying but in the classroom at half past noon
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t dying of this boredom
Probably more fun if the teacher doesn’t that think you’re dumb
"CLASS, THIS IS THE GLOBE,"
I’d rather tour one, explore some
Be in a foreign location
Not just stationed
On the main land meant to sit slash lay there until I’m brain dead
Do you know what I’m sayin should I rephrase it
I refuse to stay and become complacent
I’ll go around the nation
The world on this cadence
Explore space and time I’m not waiting
[Hook]
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
Never thinking with my head
Always thinking with my chest
Cluttered it’s a fuckin mess
So I find myself distressed
Or depressed what a mess
But I’m blessed with the best
Rhyming skills you could put me to the test
Wanna bet
( Austin Rapbaum )
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