I got a lot of self-doubt

I'm blacked out

wondering how it all turns out

I'm tuned out

I can't listen now if you need attention then please just get out

I got a lot of self-doubt

I'm drugged out

Wondering how it all turns out

A new route leading where the sun rise up and where the moon go down

The come down

Always feels better in the warmer weather

Rainy days get shielded by umbrellas

Long nights bring the people close together

And late-night talks always seem to end in pleasure

They always seem to give an effort

Always seem to throw pity on the people they affected

I always seem to second-guess it

You see people are deceptive out for themselves tryna make a first impression

I always seem to question

Always seem to ruin all progression towards a happier expression

My acceptance of obsessions

So worried bout my future that I'm always fucking stressing, but I'm causing my suppression smoked a Thousand blunts tryna deal with my depression

Is God teaching me a lesson, or all we all alone and just left for our regression

And babe

Don't you worry bout a thing

I promise in a day

everything will be alright and we'll all fade away

We'll all be okay

God will say his grace

Gabe will blow his horn

And leave the angels all amazed

So pray for better days

And look up to the sky and shop every star shining bright

Cause baby your a star and heaven might be far, but if we pack it up we can make it by tomorrow