Kalki

Lately I been so fucking zoned out

That I feel like a stranger in my own fucking house

I'm thinking I might've finally lucked out

But the problem is I got no chance to bug out

So I don't know what I'm supposed to do

All I know is stupid shit's what I'm closest to

I'm hoping there might be an opening or a light

In the tunnel, it don't matter how slight

I've been racking my brain for more days than I can count

Just tryna find something I can write about

I get halfway through a song and then I lose my drive

So I cut another line

My mind simply just cannot piece this shit together

Feels like I've been trying forever

It drives me insane that I can never finish shit

Writer's block's a bitch isn't it?

 

Sit up against the toilet 'cause I'm back to this shit

And I've mastered this shit

These last few months I've been practicing at smashing this shit

Call me an assassin of this shit

But how can I kill a beat that I can't even stay on?

I switched the pen for a crayon

This beat I go cray on, get it?

Croc man that was pathetic

That's not even your own fucking joke dude

You're a fucking joke dude

Yeah I know dude

But I don't know who, what, when I can go to

To get this shit off my motherfucking chest

I'm tired of keeping this shit repressed

But at the same time I cannot rhyme

With enough fluidity to call mine

I'm ashamed of the shit I've been jotting lately

That's why I haven't been dropping lately

Looks like my well's run dry again

Maybe another time I'll try again

Wait, no, there's two more lines

Ah fuck it, we're out of time