Chasing Time

Back when I was hella shy
I lived in my headphones listening to different vibes
Couldn't do the suit and tie
Even if the bread's long trying to start an enterprise
I don't mean to heart your bust
I mean all in all it's on us if we choose to fly
No matter how you live your life
Even if you do, you die

Lately I've been looking for some inspiration
Meditation never seems to work so I rewatch the matrix
Tell the agents they can't beat the hero
If life is sweet, I'd like to be somewhere inside the churro
Just in this last year I went through more than I could know
In and out of love, did some drugs, still don't feel close
To where I wanna be like am I just a wannabe
Looking at my fans like what the fuck do you want from me?
Feel like I'm trying to sell you a picture that I'm still painting
Feel like I don't believe in God but know the pressures of Satan
Feel like we all become blobs and learn to hold all the pain in
And by time that we let it out, we're already so jaded
Forgive my misery, still feel like a kid to me
Though my imagination ain't half as strong as it once was
All the preparation will not help much when life punch us
Until you learn to walk around with nunchucks

Back when I was hella shy
I lived in my headphones listening to different vibes
Couldn't do the suit and tie
Even if the bread's long trying to start an enterprise
I don't mean to heart your bust
I mean all in all it's on us if we choose to fly
No matter how you live your life
Even if you do, you die

I've been costing pavement think I've lost my spaceship
Wonder if I'll get home all these observations
Thoughts I'm chasing on the real I'd rather caution tape it
Off to face you find a ways to really be alone like
Do I even fuck with myself
Or have I misplaced my identity in my outer shell
I don't know, I can't tell
I just tell people I'm well
Or more specifically Gucci though I cannot afford Louis
But I don't think that I want designer bags
I am not the type to follow fads
I just simply buy the shit I like
Or second-guessing all the shit I write
Until I get a DM on how my album had saved their life, amazing
Don't know what to say G
Success is subjective, without objectives you go crazy
Trying to live your life in some shoes that you know damn well don't fit
While your pride's not showing you how to quit, shit

Back when I was hella shy
I lived in my headphones listening to different vibes
Couldn't do the suit and tie
Even if the bread's long trying to start an enterprise
I don't mean to heart your bust
I mean all in all it's on us if we choose to fly
No matter how you live your life
Even if you do, you die