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[intro]
um….
f_ck the intro
imma just say it

[verse 1]
i been, taking my time and making these rhymes
i been, making decisions by the flip of a dime
i been, crawling out here although i want to fly
i been, asked how i’m doing and i don’t wanna lie
but i say i’m fine, that’s what we all say though
any other answer with details and they don’t wanna know
i’ve been, procrastinating, yeah, i stay on the phone
i’ve been anti socializing, yeah, i’m always alone
i’m at my house, but ain’t home, brain fried, like a chicken spot
can’t even step out for a second, be thinking that imma get shot
and sh_t with school be hectic, and i’m always getting writer’s block and i’m like
“how much money you got? how many problеms you got?”
i been picturing myself on stage with
thousands of peoplе just screaming my name
they in tune with every word that i’m saying, and they’re just loving every song that i’m playing

[verse 2]
man, i been stressed for a bit, and i been blessed for a longer while, but sometimes it don’t make sense, like a longer mile
existing is exhausting
and i’m feeling like picking the pocket of someone who thought they could live peacefully
not caring how they seeing me, like living life on dnd mode, lowkey looking for a cheat code
but f_ck a reload, what i need is my people
the pocket_picking is figurative for the feeling of wanting someone’s happiness
i have to explain cus i’m black, and accolades are lacking
and i’m definitely packing
in terms of baggage
i’m living lavish, but on a vacation ain’t where i’m at kid
cus i’m a n_gga and a f_ggot, and i’ll say it proudly, but its not empowering, it really just leads to more doubting
like doubting my sk!lls at rapping, discrediting when i’m snapping
and once i finally answer back, it really just leads to more attacking
i’m taking a step back
scared of making a mess that
gone be hard to clear up so i guess see ya when i’m done
[verse 3]
this ain’t the type of song i’ll write to reel you in
no wonder there ain’t a hook, a chorus, or anything, it’s
just a kid keeping it real about the sh_t they feel
and it’s a wheel, of fortune, but its bankrupt all across the wheel
i been picking apart imperfections
giving a start to the engine
waiting for starting to end and
giving release to repression
i guess it’s time i learn my lesson

[outro]
i been, getting the feeling someone’s constantly watching me
haunting my thoughts, and i can’t get them off of me, steady wandering
off around in my headsp_ce
waiting for the next way
they can test me
in the best way
to suppress, hey
what’s next, aye

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