I get wrapped up in mystical
schisms of visions at times,
Searching for thrills in my mind
Pedantic with antics
like I ain’t got bills on my mind
Running away from reality,
That’s a fatality I can’t avoid
by just taking my time
The thought of mortality
keeps me alive,
Game of the fittest, I wanna survive
Am I a bird? Am I a plane?
Or just a stoner that’s gotten too high?
Maybe I fall on the spectrum
somewhere that can answer
why often I just wanna cry
Even that lyric above is a lie-
I’m too afraid that I really meant “die”
All of my friends would just worry a lot,
And my family can’t take
another goodbye
So i yield only to melodies
that make you feel everything’s okay,
Darkness can go away
Oh, I’m alright with pretending
that all’s well,
“My world’s not ending, we’ll be okay,”
That’s what I’ll sing today
(Fuck, I’m delusional)
Rappers be neurotic too, you know?
My brain is far from the usual,
Ego be battered and bruised,
Messages scattered and loose, (huh)
Nobody know where I’m coming from
I’m a wanderer, what am I running from?
The image of me as a fuck up?
Hope somewhere I luck up
And truly start having fun
I made my passion my whore
Whoever want more get sounds
of my story, neglecting the lore
Just to appeal to some teens
who be glued to they screens
And think Spotify streams are a score
They gon’ go fuck
with whoever they want,
Why I get triggered by every taunt?
They really add a thing to the pot,
Just toy
with the insecurities I got (yeah)
So i yield only to melodies
that make you feel everything’s okay,
Darkness can go away
Oh, I’m alright with pretending
that all’s well,
“My world’s not ending, we’ll be okay,”
That’s what I’ll sing today
(Fuck, I’m delusional)
(Fuck, I’m delusional)
(Fuck, I’m delusional)