Yeah

I′m just gonna go back in

AlrightLook

My worst fears to have a dream and do nothing bout it

Procrastinate every chance cus I truly doubt if

I could reach it, achieve it

Believe it if I could

But it seems that, the visions always clouded

Scratch out that last line

Back up and reroute it

Prep my voice, record it

But I'm hating how it′s sounding

Never truly satisfied, no way else around it

Guess that my achilles heel

Is tryna fly while I'm grounded

In other words tryna swim while I'm drowning

In other words again tryna sprint while I′m lounging

Drop another song, gets my close friends bouncing

But my

Main concern is that it didn′t do thousands

What the fuck is good

My perspective off balance

Usually my attitude is I can move mountains

But rising out of beds become a new challenge

And I, burn my lungs as I burn a few ounces

Liquor stay flowing

And it flow like new fountains

Circus members ask each other who this new clown is

All these thoughts in my head it grew crowded

Lost my mind

Can you call if you found it

Can you call if you

Can you call if you found it

(Call if you found it)

Yeah

Random thoughts got me feelin like a pessimist

Searchin for the excellence

I share my pain

Cus that's where all the...

Yeah

My mind-state shift quickly like it′s pop culture

Latest trend is feeling happy then it's pop over

That′s when it's back to not sober

Pot smoker

In my head feelin lonely down and wounded

Like a shot soldier

Peep my mind think I ruined it

Bolts appear loosened

Not properly screwed in, that′s my conclusion

Almost 22 I need to find a place to move in

4 night stay twenty dollars

Red Roof Inn

Barely gettin rest, peep my eyes stay droopin

But it's 7 days a week you know my hustle keep movin

Spending dollars on these beats and then I recoup it

That's the real definition of my money stay loopin

Paying back my debts was a straight A student

Now the kids a fuckin rap star and part time producing

And it′s, so gruesome

Way past contusions and bruisin

When I hop up on these tracks

You know I do′s em

Straight oozing

And one day I'll be straight cruising

Down the freeway in a car with no roofing

My bass boosting

Out my tapes cus they so soothing

For this kid that hates the raps that leave your face toothless

To sweet and sugar coated

The game eroded

Used to be real writers and raw rhythm poets

What ever happened to it

I miss it dearly

Thoughts of a pessimist

It′s written so clearly