Cause you got your dream too, whether it be in a race car or playing guitar/
So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are
And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix
My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks
Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck
So if i do call it's just a check
I can play binary search better than guitar
And my level is off, got a bigger cigar
I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,
Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters
The underdog of the underground has come far
Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar
Some guitar lessons later formed my own band
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
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