Time-Tested

Time-tested, I could never trust my methods
Always undermine my efforts
On the outside, looking quite mild-tempered
On the inside, I fester (Three, two, one)
Wait (Ha ha ha)

What's my allegiance?
Why am I defeatist?
Hues behind my eyes are precisely the skies of Egypt
Alright, alright, alright
I don't like it, we try delete it
Deciding on not proceeding
Fuck tryna define an Eden
I think I need a break
Sick of the forest, sick of the pain
Don't be alarmed, do me a favor
Take me apart and put me away
And set me free
Let me pause for the day
Count the scars in my brain
And the cards in my hands

I'm reassessing, I need a blessing
I need attention, depleted essence
I see no exit
I see you when you see I'm jealous
I seek for this needy depression to now cease
Beating my psyche with the frequent questions
You seem so comfortable in your skin
While mine never seems to fit
If I keep stretching, it'll rip
And now I'm almost at the point
Where it seems sensible to quit
But maybe I could still learn something
I'll eventually forget, so

You do you, but homie tell me, what am I?
Quick before I'm out of time
'Cause time is what I need
See the truth is the clock will go on
Despite how I feel, it'll stop for no-one
You do you, but homie tell me, what am I?
Quick before I'm out of time
'Cause time is what I need
See the truth is the clock will go on
Despite how I feel and it'll stop for no-one

Time's bested me, through high pressure
Always dashed in on disasters, trimesters
When I found the job, but climbed to find vengeance
And all I've found is that I'm injured
Wait (Ha ha ha)

Why would I need it?
Who am I defeating?
Fuck a corporate ladder and boring pattern repeating
I ain't sort of average
I'm door-slamming, I'm leaving
I'm no longer embarrassed
No more rapping in secret
My mom, now says she's proud
My mom, now says she's sorry
My girl, says she's still proud
My mind, still aims to harm me
Success, doesn't disarm me
Still stressed, still don't belong here
I'm threatened by the calm
'Cause I'm blessed, but not accomplishing so

My circumstances different
But my thinking ain't
Every time I throw out anger
It just ricochets
Sometimes the blues can dull
But the pinks they fade
And so it's rare for me to sing my praise
For too long
'Cause I do wrong, and then I cave
Always felt like nothing ever gon' end my pain
Try to remember every step I've made
In the right direction
Try, accept the flesh I'm in (Yeah)

You do you, but homie tell me, what am I?
Quick before I'm out of time
'Cause time is what I need
See the truth is the clock will go on
Despite how I feel, it'll stop for no-one
You do you, but homie tell me, what am I?
Quick before I'm out of time
'Cause time is what I need
See the truth is the clock will go on
Despite how I feel and it'll stop for no-one