Don’t be so dramatic, you gon leave and come back at it

Can’t stay away from it, it’s probably your baddest habit

The shit like automatic, yo default, it’s tragic

The conspiracy say, you gotta have it like you have it,

If you ain’t got it you gotta take it to make it

You ain’t never gon get it, hear the voices they plague

And If you don’t turn up with it you not showing your face

You already ready to skate, you rather quit than try

I know your type

Why you put those limits on yourself

Please reach the greatness inside you

What’s gonna stop you is yourself

That route to nowhere, my feet, they feel like they moving at speed

(I just might lap you in the race for my demise)

Hands of perfectionist

Student till the death of it

Measure twice, cut the shit

(Study long, study wrong)

Memorize the messaging, effortless

You ain’t qualified to have good times

So just be grateful you get blessed with it

Your kindness they be stressing it and I bet you if I got this shit off It be the best and that’s a testament

Of how much I work in my head

How much I thought of it

Moments like this, if I get it then I get all of it

Now I gotta do it, cause I ain’t happy without it

I ain’t grateful with it, I get it and start to doubt it.

Toss things for nothing

Started over for less

Trying to get to this finish

Push it over the cliff

If I don’t get in my mind

Am I gon get what I wish?

Settle for benefits of my diligence

If it’s least of my positives, I can live with it

Why you put those limits on yourself

Please reach the greatness inside you

What’s gonna stop you is yourself