I'm over-dependent on my independency leading me blind as I find life is testing me breathing in time and I exhale a better me my future creeping up smoother than I can imagine the hopeless provoking with tragic I noticed the magic is clear captain Jackin my dick and I can't spare an O and my fears just appear out of nowhere confronting me I am not prepared I'm clearly a dunce you see nearly epitome of what you should never be see and I say it all day I replay it afraid to debate or discuss what I've gated regardless of difficult days that are dragging like slack to the ground so the fingers in puppets are slipping I'm fucking so gifted to be my own enemy due to the billion people dwelling on this earth are the ones that are telling me I am not heaven sent? I am adapted like strays on the curb in this game that I'm learning I see em' and turn around swerving like cursive to procure companionship reakin while reaping my payments refraining from keeping the key to the hate away seeking out secrets I can't keep the pain away bleeding like Jesus by severing arteries needing some love lost my heart back at seventeen self-esteem lowering not helping me forward so how can I sit here and take in society how can you sip beer and pass a sobriety how can I appear when I am denying I'm sorry I'm trying like link in the mix of the trinity figments I’m picking apart just to give to the riches there’s no excuse to abuse my productivity avidly vividly brought up like chemistry during this time I be prying like dentistry eyes of the liars inspired by hell like I'm Dante's inferno I got a whole journal of journeys I've written down wording the biggest doubt never a beggar a leg up from regular living in prison or poverty don't see a difference it's probably not their first hobby or option to copy a rock at the bottom lake Michigan popping the bottle and stopping the fodder of hopping on Goddard I'm just getting started I'm about to collapse from the lack of the nicotine this shit is sickening puke in the sink again loneliness sinking in bumping addiction believing I'm worse, than what they are telling me... ...I am a worthless seed planted and withered away like a murder spree hate to explain what I'm seeing it's too obscene Camelot cutting my future reality faculties in my facilities stabbing dreams glad to see I’m not gangbanging with wack MC’s I’m not a killer be damned if I have to be strangling beats is the plan after plan b I'm branding a rational baffling handle on rap I can wheelie while standing and gradually eating a can of beans wearing a beanie and tearing some teepee to wipe off the glare on your glasses and see it where people are screaming and feeding the reaper, trying to climb but it's seeming so steep 'AAHHH', just lost my footing, like I'm a dreamer, getting it back, golden retriever onomatopoeias for teachers with heaters following procedures I'm watching with caution and stalking then talking deciding appropriate time to evacuate shows almost over concluding a closure for brilliant brains to just naturally float in the open I'm hoping you're listening silly hoes say that I'm stupid and rude I need therapy for my playground swinging mood on the loose like a leisure my attitude bout asbad as a mad goose when they're scared, I tell em' about my abundance of fears, feet falling up when my face hit the bed, don't want to converse, so make yourself scarce immediately appearing with ideas no one cares so, obliterate the beat while I explain my pain I can’t separate a leech if it's claimed my age motherfucker.

My time, is always on the loose, my rhymes, sometimes with the roots, night time, is when they come to pick my fruits, high rise, where I'm tying up the noose, thumb high, in a thousand-dollar suit, dumb high, but I'm lower than my boots, why try? when I know I’m gonna lose, white lies, in a colorful truth, my, attitude is why, I'm not invested, when I'm in a mood can't control it or contest it, depressing thoughts investing, digesting in my stomach, ingesting like a needle to the vein, to feel something, acquaintances think that I'm lame so they gave up I deleted Facebook, I don't want no more of it, I just wanna feel free peace in my soul loving but it seems, I'm, scraping grease, from a cold oven. A hundred times I write it down I am not crazy A hundred times I write it down I do not hate me A hundred times I write it down (hand's getting shaky) A hundred times I write it down this is for my safety. X2 Decline, epitome of mental health, reside, willfully with no one else, 'be wise', simple whisper to myself, the blues, cruising up like Michael Phelps, hit snooze, not moving like it helps, misused, my commitment years ago, feel fused, with the figment we're alone, steal shoes, run myself into a hole, blacker than most it ain't the kind you can pour to fill, stacking the dough is seeming like I just ordered hell the fact that we need it proceeding basic activities to continue the greed and we feed it eating the system to be it, this ain't the country, we imagine as beautiful, in a rat race some perceive it as humorful, well in that case I'm a numerous numeral, useful as I can be to the government's units so. A hundred times I write it down I am not crazy A hundred times I write it down I do not hate me A hundred times I write it down (hand's getting shaky) A hundred times I write it down this is for my safety. X2 Resize, my thoughts about a bright future, devise, separation from humor, 'be mine', except I should have said it sooner, loser, expect to have an L in mouth, bruiser, dwell on everything I doubt everything I can't see and every, time I shout, at the ones that I love I promise I'm, not, proud, I take it all back call me dealer of cards, shuffle the stack, spin the wheel just because this life is luck at the least, I pay attention to pots of gold villains and creeps are filling streets with lots of mold, you'll need a couple coats to, survive the cold, come back to me because my feelings haven’t changed, I'm just saying that in hopes you'll rise up out your grave, remove the ruse out of my throat is what you told me, I, wrote you fourteen letters now you (O)we me.

I give you a little bit of my heart, a little but of my soul, a little bit of my art, a little bit of my whole I'm, thinking a little bout you I, hope you know that I'm still true, we're a universe apart, but our galaxies are glued in the zoo, needing two of what the pharmacist is popping I got four shops I stop cause economist overcharging, in the cockpit of my mind, my future launching this barely the beginning of my tunes I haven’t started, joint about as big as my thumb in the peace garden, whip out the zip, like my pullout game is dummy thicc, reveal, the reefer fingers turning into honey sticks, preview, does money talk?no, money sings, I, don't, comprehend, what doesn't brand my advance, just a mortal man, I spend, the time that I can, to travel every highway til’ I haven't what's next? Pistol private in the booth I keep the truth against my chest realize the path I find my own divine like an anomaly, promised every cent of my cells, like broken policy, a prophecy fulfilled, is another's failure possibly, probably I’ll flop to be embodiment of neuroimmunology, fertilize resistance, adrenaline don't kick in, struggling I give in, adrenaline don't kick in, struggling I give in (struggling I give in) I give you a little bit of my psyche, a little bit of my acting, a little bit of my Viking, a little bit of my passion, a little bit of my everything that I, need you to bask in, I'm asking for you to give ness, I'm bound to earth why you asking?X2 Yo, stars don't disappear I steal em' from the troposphere, conceal em' in a vault on the moon, it's seeming loco here, seeking out a beat to consume set out the silver ware, google eyes I glued to a spoon's, the cheapest build a bear, up, off, out and away, to travel milky spirals, puff, clouds, broader than day, I'm just a filthy dido erupt loud, stronger than trains to track ohio, clutch, rounds, ejecting metal the size of silos, bump sounds, see through my pane, while I heat the sand up, chug, beers, taking a picture like my friend cameran, shrug, fears, shaping the pyramid when I’m hammerin', silence on, top of the hill, to get to ants run, tuck, ears, into my pillow case for I go to sleep, hoping that I’m hearing your voice, when I go to dream, loathing when I’m tearing my choice, right out my finger tips, flowing when I’m flaring my voice, right out my singing lips. (echo: singing lips) I give you a little bit of my psyche, a little bit of my acting, a little bit of my Viking, a little bit of my passion, a little bit of my everything that I, need you to bask in, I'm asking for you to give ness, I'm bound to earth why you asking? (echo: why you asking)

I'm puffin' on the white Russian to try to set my mind free, I just don't got the time if you don't mind don't kill my vibe please, I've been on my grind I'm trying to find the light inside me, staying away from a scammer holding a paper saying sign please, leaking lines not blowing em' on a YouTube comment top three, I am made of more than pride and ego like a lottery, Manson man is dancing on the moon extending hopping, this is not a joke I'm broke the spoke on a bike rotting Come with me in my mind let's go get lost until we wake up, the path to lead the blind is right beside what is forsaken, I don't want the power cause the power is all made up, collecting knowledge and reflecting for the sake of patience X2 It's a long way, a long way down you gotta see it, gotta see it for yourself X2(reversed)

Strange. Favors. Chase. Danger. Place. Wagers. Face. Labor X2 Come up with a plan, nah scratch it off, sum it up with hands, six feet across, I don’t wanna. I don’t wanna stop while you with the drama. I was with the saw, ingredients raw, immediate thaw, obedient dogs with, tedious crawls, passing through my walls like my best friend's fog, in another song added to the catalog. Strange. Favors. Chase. Danger. Place. Wagers. Face. Labor X2 Castle in the sand, trample with a bucket, this capsule is a friend, not, to be trusted, I don’t wanna. I don’t wanna drop cause I’m in the rhythm. Passing through the aux, flapping at a hawk, gapping when I walk, tapping out stalls like, claws in paws, dashing diner finer side of leg without gauze, asking if I can separate my hate cuz. Strange. Favors. Chase. Danger. Place. Wagers. Face. Labor X3 Greasing up my pan, cracking over breakfast, sizzlin’ an egg, jacked from a nest and, I don’t wanna. I don’t wanna roll rock hard packed down, finishing the bowl, quickening the ro, tation for the holes, glistening the soul limiting what I know, fidgeting with coal, dribbling my goals if I show I want the riches then my nose will grow, interesting enough, I remain to persist, visiting in touch of what, I have been learning, dwindling down, what I am concerning, figure it out, math, adding up the earning.

Assassinate nah, I'd rather assess the nation progression is leaving footsteps to follow you know I trace em' obsession with hollow woods, no question I embrace it, so grab the seeds we be filling the landscape up with green, we hanging like a rope and a lantern in Halloween, I heard your mixtape, and I don't want to be mean but I hit eject to toss it into the moshpit and leave cuz it's a stomping ground , of where the next man jockeyed, you, out of ink, if you think, you'll never be copied I laid the beat down and creep around the back cuz I'm sloppy, police found my cleats foul in places so naughty, don't reach out with intentions to breach all my money, a leech on a cow is a cloud while it's sunny, guns go boom bap pow to track down the bloody, what if I said that I was not a rapper? You'd probably tilt your head back much laughter, road kills on sunday to flatten the pastor if you are what you eat then I guess I'm a bass turd, reaching peak climax when she say 'cum faster', magnetic flow when I go it attract her, two of my tires are higher than ladders, dressed with attire inspired by dapper I confess I aspire to climb up like adder, enter hotbox brain cells aiming to shatter for the love of rap, please switch your whole genre, the personal butcher unhooking skulls from katanas, mix in the sugar when I be cooking up the llama, then add in a marriage ring from hooker for karma, staring straight down in an abyss as big as trauma, I sometimes break a dollar in half if I want a laugh or a lift me up to rap to, knowledge above all nonsense is what I'm strapped to, consider that a saddle, blizzard in the middle of Italy when I travel, little did I know that the middlemen want a handful, I riddle his attention with ritalin when I haggle, chiseling a mansion my manor to build a castle, fiddling with atoms in alpha waves indivisible, scribble in a sketch and the rest is up to my principals, digitize a line and wash your brain out, that's literal, crystalize to try to clean the cave out, that's fictional, victimizing eyes who don't get paid well, that's criminal, liquidizing fives until my six fours and sevens, teach yo girl to strip down naked, that's a lesson.

I’m so high you’ll be licking on my Astro nuts, so fly air force chasing after us, oh my split zip like a jacket does, four-five in the clip that can’t cancel nothing X2 When I’m walking in I hope, that I don’t intrude, for every single sin, a prayer is in, troduced not, really the religious type but I know what not to burn, this ain’t what I meant when I said, calm the nerve, every single cent, might as well, be, dirt, what’s up in your head besides, dead pres, I just want the best, for you, no, debt, unconditional is how the love, should spread, always keep it real like a fishing pole, my bad, I didn’t mean to cross lines like targets on your blind side whichever way the chalk rides some better days in hindsight, heavyweights, setting the featherweights in a confine, never mind the wait, I came, to give it on time, measure wine in eighths, the great, ness what I supply anything less, than what my best is, I’m behind, like two ass cheeks, in jeans but I’m a feline. I’m so high you’ll be licking on my Astro nuts, so fly air force chasing after us, oh my split zip like a jacket does, four-five in the clip that can’t cancel nothing X2

These words are more than lyrics they’re a place I call home so I write it if I fear it getting over til’ I don’t, cornfields in steel toes come witness afterglow I feel more teal than steep lows that I never had before blocking peepholes from creeps holding deals that are a phony, deep cuts on surface from failures that show me, looking back I learned much I’m glad my family asked, about my well being and if I’m eating from trash so in my class come and study what I go through on the daily, the mass would encumber make imagination crazy, last one to slumber in the fabric of the spacey, fastening speeches releasing who hate me concealing my shotty away from my dilemmas, my literati has got me to end this, don’t want nobody just want independence I’m warming chests freeing souls in single sentences. Traveling, lost hope, raveling, lost souls, tangling, crossbones no take backs, like balloting come dabble colorado, we babble and they follow, once we get to stabbing thumb tacks in hammerheads, captioning my paths to track, where I have been, never can ignore that fact, that I have sinned, looking for a jar intact, to fill the gin, only lord knows how badly, it will end, but until then, I’ll be chill in, personal head with my hand on my chin, branding layers of skin into the ivory dense, losing map of how much I lost I need a win back, at it again my spine ninety degrees, dodging lawsuits and fraudulent acts within the trees no, shots at the homies unless we’re pouring forty-hour binge like patrolling, in the bright morning.

My head is spinning like the wheel of Fortune industry will steal and torture bigotry with a performer itching we should file an order instantly it's drifting shorter inching creeping like a quarter Lincoln lacking twenty four of what it takes to match with George's something's gotta give like generosity to homelessness, never lose composure with anomalies it's safe to say my fate is what has chosen it, rappers just too full of themselves, like we opening exposing what it's like to impose a pen so frozen no emotion is eroding snow and ocean ibuprofen in my nose inhale then swallow bout two hours ago, yo I'm rolling in the roses demotion to my own omen unspoken list of regrets I insist to twist in my chest catch me chilling bumping the next episode, nonetheless I repress cause I'm not ok, waving this red flag at my heart and saying olay about a day or dos ago I met up methamphetamine, with my ghost no joke I spotted with my two eyes, not saying my psychosis floated with the supernatural but sure I notice essence of rap, no fiction factual an attitude of addicts sticking bricks in Allen Avenue with savage killing skin is peeling up like it was latitude we've had it dude we're dragging you the bath eh room is down the hall you mad at us? We speak the truth, line em' up, like a venue, had enough? To be continued... Sike you thought I was finished diminishing what I greased up, while I kick my feet up like tied shoes on wire, starting up the beater wind rou, tine with tires, parting ways with arteries no, need, for li ver(liver), gotta say I’m not ashamed I’m, not, a fighter, but that don’t mean you can’t get hooked, I’m the provider hiding cable T.V., under the satellite screen I’m puffing clouds around in orbit come and see what I mean, all you need is a quarter torching packs on trampolines, smoking weed in the shower so I can live a wet dream, this rap game is borrowed and I’m only guessing, I’m hot, like thermometers on top of guac that’s zesty, someone pass the dressing, chewing up their recipe, spewing out a melody confusing blues with empathy I chose like sneezing steadily so show me what you’re peddling no six speed no loosening I grip street quadrupling my speed need to evaporate lift up the dip, to have a taste oil flowing fast, pass my veins spoil nothing bad, I be spade I say they corny and you’re amazed, very boring develop taste, caring horse we relish hate, sparing swords no need for waste, tearing gore and sealing fate carrying more than I can take burying ore inside a lake varying portions on my plate hairy assortments with the blade various noises in my brain like slashing splattering and bashing in debates.

Ok back it up a minute (echo), I been stacking up percentage (echo) Ok back it up a minute (echo), I been lacking some perspective (echo) X2 Alright back it up a minute, starlight with a couple bitches, carbine in some fucking britches, up all night fulfilling wishes, digging ponds to gift the fishes, rigging wands beyond religion, fiction time, my tuition, fixing grime, screws unstripping, Reedus in norm and I’m minding my business, be in my zone, zap competition, free we don’t throw, gutting the swishers, eating with jones, dunking addiction, fetus with bones, gnawing the sickness, heaters and chrome, thawing the riches believe me I’ve shown, more than I’ve hinted, we with crows, not with the pigeons. Ok back it up a minute (echo), I been stacking up the pennies (echo) Ok back it up a minute (echo), I been lacking some connection (echo) X2 If my life was a movie then F would come after D, if my life was a movie then I would sell X to C, if my life was a movie my life would be a my elif, if my life was a movie I would not know what I’m eesing, if my life was a movie then I would be Liam Eenson, if my life was a movie, I would leap then it’s treason, if my life was a movie I would do coke for no reason, if my life was a movie I woulda woke at the Eden. Ok back it up a minute (echo), I been stacking up percentage (echo) Ok back it up a minute (echo), I been lacking some perspective (echo) X2

The honesty developed, inside, my mental dwelling is not, to be propelling commodities for the felons aligning it through the sockets to say, that I'm truly equip a drink, for when I be gin inside my lyrics I present excavate notebook from zipped up coat, 4x4 that shows location for the pickup, I neglected borderline reflecting with a stickup, slamming bodies through the fence, jam myself in consequence, master real me with a lock, they don't like that shit, all they wanna do, is see me get all hype and shit, whatchu think I am? A promotor, on the corner, holding cardboard, on my shoulder yelling "come and cop my product for I’m out of it not selling" perpetuating stings in the ass is why I'm swelling I cannot remain to be, contained, in my bubble, the trouble obtaining double the profit we gotta give to get so what if that shit never evens out like being in a pit and what if I remain to fail to save the bit for rent and shit whereas I got expenses from the damages that I caused, acting like I am a masochistic fucking psycho, I taped it together, after tearing my heart, the tempo of my bpm is slowing down, while I flatline, creating the art, may the whores be with me, then my verse start knocking down the essentials like front, doors with pencils, think of me in your cortex like Ideas with instrumentals you can vibe with like a metal on the side, of the left, side brain is being Jell-O, street cones like obstruction writer's block I push on, can’t get caught up in the wet, concrete stones, bushes X2 Seduction from this craft, loaning all my wishes, functioning my production with fight or flight for tradition, how much more, can I go to make my rumor vicious, matching dice with every single roll I scold the snake bites, open up to talk and they squawking the false insight, half of what I see is hacking action when it’s midnight, on the secondary in a fight, over brick tight, local rappers out tryna tell me that their big-time, yeah right, I chuckle and ignite a stick of dynamite to stick it up their tiny hind ends and yell "wanna sprite?" And watch it go pop, like the style converting, I need to stop, I got miles of learning but this write here, paragraph for the folk, it’s like having diagram in stone age for boats I got nothing but time so imma use mine wisely they live in a lie on the beach while I shine brightly like Ideas with instrumentals you can vibe with like a metal on the side, of the left, side brain is being Jell-O, street cones like obstruction writer's block I push on, can’t get caught up in the wet, concrete stones, bushes X2

What I a gotta do to see the light, at the end of the tunnel, keep it pushing all night no trouble X3 There's a lot of complications in the world what is with it, a lot of youth dying, yeah, no kidding, I don't mean to be a Debbie d I'm just conflicted, crafting my own life from opposite occurrences sign up and pay insurances the companies are lurking with a tracker for the customers, involuntarily, part of the pyramid, heart of the tyranny, started with basically nothing on top my plate I move adjacent with the ones that I love, remove the hate like, how many times I gotta tell em' I ain't interested? Go get a job if you're gonna make my dough exhibited without even contributing you better back the hell up cause I'll forward what I've visited, honking at you bitches and, stomping on recipients, flaunting my gift like images.

I'm a man with a past in a physical form I can Outlast like a haunted Manor kissing the storm I need a flask and a blast landing into my palm so I can slap the ulterior motives out of the heart you ever laugh when the subject matters feeling so wrong well I have and I got to say it hasn't been long since I lost tears in my sockets playing the part, like a cog getting ripped off rotating no more I need my dawg and the dope, so we roll up the log we just, escalate the L and, disperse the fog we get em' hopping like a tadpole turning into a frog I need a sawed-off arm look, to cook up the raw, if you looking for the fire well, I brought the walls if you want that good shit you gotta dig deep, holes, yo don't knock on wood yet this is the rooting green-light-for-seeds or we-might-start passing-irrationally. We grasping on casualties for the fountain of tragedy's sprouting blood up fantastically land a splash on my shirt, dramatic tacky catastrophes, Catholics abandon me open I was understandably, broken and damaged did not succumb to false reality, magically learning all of the lurking profanity and compatibly speaking I didn't fit in, I'm out, practical thinking to turn a gram into an ounce, flip it around like rolling tactical an ounce produce a pound, introducing the drought while I be damned in the Chad, canoe my nose sticking out, I get lifted pack in the sticky with head in the clouds I never intervene if it means I'm not allowed.

Not yours, yours for the keeping rot doors, doors that are creaking got war's, war's always leaking remorse, more or less what I leave with, // dropping, a jar of hope, and it shatters, stopping the lightning that, I had captured, blocking a fight between, two actors, I will not suffice cause you're, the whore laughing, holding his hand I wish, that I could cap him to cause more collateral damage and now I fathom why you’re blowing my phone up whenever you're horny but when I reply try to say why I’m bogus? caught up like I’m frozen, caught up like some homework, my mental is eternally, subverting me to hold on, I can't see why you're so strong, I'm weak seven days long and sleep through the napalm you spray at my daydreams, why do you deserve this song? I don't know, beats me, when do I, feel free? When do you, see me? As the same person that I was only grown and I'm not more mature because I'm writing this song, woe is me woe is me is sounding like a cliché, notice me notice me like 30 days of prepaid, go to see go to see a therapist for Pete's sake all this time, still involved, in a hopeless romantic more like my focus grow manic I'm straight up wrapping elastic around my hands for the spastic, brandishing my heart like killer Mike down in Atlanta, trapped, tank, Rick, crawl a little faster, panic in my veins, crab, walking like a cancer, practice playing cool like, Mr. Freeze in pools I, kick back, relax, wait for a response, I could overdo it if I don't act nonchalant, consulting confidant, got me dodging bullets from the very gun I'm holding, day to day unnoticed, don't think that you know it, I am not a puppet you can fuck with when you're lonely, I have a life and god damn it I control it, not on no controller, this time around I'm open but with every poem I write I swear it's not enough I know it, waiting for tranquility alignment in my body, state of mind I’m on the silent rhyming is my hobby, faking all the authenticity say hi to copy a, waken electricity confinement in my blood cells, baking up simplicity the finest cause it’s what sells, dating you was bout as bad as barefoot on nutshells.

Been a bit since Jake died Been a lot more loss in the wake I recall thinking someday someone's gonna say it's all from the same cause and effect And I just couldn't fathom Blaming a whole new page on a made-up chain reaction Each claim individual peaks and pockets Pains and a slew of unique nuances Nahmean? When you wake up 3 years non-responsive It's a lot to process Gone from a happier jack-in-the-box To a package of clogged up chakras Oh shazbat Not the "ever after" he wanted from the "once upon a time" Dot, dot, dot Once upon a time he was so much more than a punchline for his own potshots Ah, Watch the Impossible Kid Everything that he touch turns promptly to shit If I zoom on out I can finally admit It's all been a blur since Jake went mist None of the subsequent years stood a chance Whether you his moms or his mans Whether you his pops or his girl I was poison, heart full of canines, head full of voices Whole life trying to quiet 'em down Like a suicide king with a knife in his crown Hounds at bay, but they just won't stay True friendship in a tugboat way A go dark in the face of the fucked, when the fucked was a friend I was basically done Into the woods go his alien tongue It was that or a textbook faking of funk And I can't Here go the hindsight 3 years been one long blindside I could pinpoint 7 more turns that occurred cuz he never really healed from the first Oh what a world Any hack is a myth, any dap is a joke Any map is a trick, any graph is a hoax Ease on down, I'm burning up, I'm bleeding out Knowing ain't half the battle That's a bullshit quip written by some asshole You can own what you are And still sit around stoned in your car Not doing shit, halfway to nill Cranky and waiting for a boss key and hat full of bills Get out the car, J

Growing up, as a kid I did what I did, I liked what I liked and understood the give to get, but mostly, it, got, hard and I would cry, pumping, my fist furious, with the sky like it had something to do with it, what are you, stupid kid? Level out your spinning skull life, is convoluted kid, you could gain, one decent friend and lose a dozen that’s, how things, play in the end like sleeps cousin or an anthem for your head on the bed the church summons, ganja wrapped in refined tobacco in public tugging on it handsome but dismantled inside on my cattle buzzing on it candle lit the tip of the blizzie my aunt is bugging off it what’s a man without his word, keep that shit close suffer in a blizzard, building igloos nothing can puncture my thirst, for refilling my foes it feels like I’m over starving but I’m feeling so full it feels like I’m over-sharpening but still I am dull it feels like I’m over barking but I’m still embryo it feels like I’m over marching but I’m stuck in the snow it feels like I’m overarching but I stand like a pole Do you feel lonely? Do you feel abandoned? Do you feel the only... Thing that can imagine? The pain you're pushing through is smearing colors on the palette Obligations creeping, increasing my canvas. Do you feel hopeless? Do you feel the captain? Has taken, the wheel and steered into another planet? Leaving behind, memories until they vanish? Find a lost friend he's the one I should hang with. (echo) I like how people think that they know me with only one percent, some of you don’t even get seven of what I represent it’s all, just rinse and repeat, can we forget it? Clean slate brushing the beef, out of spaghetti, 3.2.1 and we’re rolling my name is Freddie we’ll be here for five, nightmares, and not a day less I live in stress so I don’t fight fair, like modern-day checks I tear adhesive on the envelope off, and flip it open, friends, finding messages I, take a toke and, read aloud my sayings gone today but there tomorrow, all I need’s a shovel and a wheel I can borrow, follow me and swallow meat I have a saguaro. Do you feel lonely? Do you feel abandoned? Do you feel the only... Thing that can imagine? The pain you're pushing through is smearing colors on the palette Obligations creeping, increasing my canvas. Do you feel hopeless? Do you feel the captain? Has taken, the wheel and steered into another planet? Leaving behind, memories until they vanish? Find a lost friend he's the one I should hang with. X2