Jetfuel

Miles long, so it seems passing the pylons a fucking dream 'Cause in the stands, no one screams Leaving the field with some low esteem Every game ends the same With too many shots to the fucking brain Probably why I tend to space And carry this barren look on my face Hey, dad I don't want to play cause it makes me Heartless and hopeless at times Shit I could've said sad but it's not even close When's the last time we touched down When's the last time I scored Use to call me the jet plane Little boy from the north I had to leave the sport and the school Shit aberrations in full Just know that I had to go Its good to know This jet ain't lacking fuel Fatiguing, done with this league of competing My heart beating faster than feet At a meet of jamaicans, swear that I'm faking Love for the sport that my father was making me play Like everyday in the summer, a bummer I couldn't display My current dismay, rather I'd sing in my room or I'd travel by train to LA Hey, dad I'm finding a voice I didn't know I had Way back, playing kanye in your older jag 05 remember us driving from legoland Those times have certainly made me the way I am When's the last time we touched down When's the last time I scored Use to call me the jet plane Little boy from the north I had to leave the sport and the school Shit aberrations in full Just know that I had to go Its good to know This jet ain't lacking fuel