It’s hard to wake up

When i’m down on my luck

Nothing’s going to plan, no plan i’m stuck in the mud, Time flies a year’s like a month

There’s nothing new Gotta lie bout what i do I’ve been locked in the stu That’s my room

Open door policy my cats control my life,

Scratching at the door while i’m staring at the mic, Dreams of tall peaks as i dwell in the abyss

There’s still life in the hadal zones and plenty other fish

You could miss em if you run past

You gon miss it when you switch to another path I miss my sister miss my homies i miss my dad

I reminisce about the freedom that i once had

Long battles with temptation

The journey requires patience

Sophie’s in Port au Prince tryna help the Haitians My mom’s 64 still working no vacation

There’s something sinister around here

These simple minded individuals they do not care I don’t fit in so i belong where?

Flee inflation and the problems of my nation

I used to be impatient for the next year Now i’m slowly counting down Everything is cyclical

Life just goes round and round

Until i break or i break up

Or hit the brakes find the perfect escape and never wake up

I got love for my haters

I ruined a couple good years getting caught up

In my feels

They don’t understand i’m a simple creator

They think i’m planted by the system and my dad owns a major

But that’s alright i just roll with it

They don’t know me we’re not homies and my homies they don’t know this shit

And when i’m down they don’t notice it,

Might, burn a couple bridges when the vocals hit

They call us toxic cause we’re toxic and it’s facts,

But the fuck everybody attitude kinda wack

You could trip me over ghost me and i still got your back

Bro we came a long way from making Soundcloud tracks that’s that