Maybe

Type this in the limelight where I find my strife

I been moving for life

I been tied to the ground by a well

I don't know how to quell

This demon I fight that kills myself

 

I can actually drive now

Means I get the ambient ride now

I get the full experience like I can't live wow

I get to breathe and sleep for my grind ciao

 

Slack off I might got so much excitement in life

Falling asleep in the middle of the night

 

I'm crazy and I hope you know what that's like

When I tell you my story when I cop this mic

 

Be so tired I cant even cry, nor want nor desire

Shit I'm fried, Not off drugs, not weed, just lack of hugs

Impede my way shit I'm not surprised

 

Been on the rise, cut, drive, shoot, up down

been on my grind I'm going off the fumes

Tick the clock goes on a time bomb waiting to explode

And Ive been confined to my room

 

The beat goes hard cause I made it so,

my lyrics are raw cause I made it so,

The flow goes dumb cause I made it grow

Everything you hear man you gotta work for it

go ask your parents they already know

 

Flow divine and my lyrics you will find true

Hard to believe a writer still in high school

Average attention span is vital

Understand where I'm coming from I'm like you

 

Break out the box, break out the gangs

Break out the fake, break out the pangs,

Fuck all the pain, Fuck all the pain

 

I had to break out, emotions run high

In this clique called sakenow

I ain't rapping the truth for no fake clout

I ain't hittin no boof or a vape now I'm just in the the booth

 

And the truth's out, my mind conflicted

The album is nigh but yall gotta stay wit it

Gotta give everyone the perfection they deserve

so the praise afterwards is well earned

 

The way i been producing feel like mike dean

King of synth sounds and end song imagery

Noone in my sight in here is an enemy

Pretty penny pushing for more than what you've given me