Sweater Weather

Took too many milligrams

You can find me in the fetal position

A sleight of hand behind your back, a little incision

My chakras, they aligning and everything

Inner conflicts, shit is real as anything, but I fought back

Try to gain my composure, I pray to God that I don't fall like the soldiers

But then I thought back when it was all so simple

Finally realized, it ain't worth it to simp you

All my bills on autopay (ay)

All my streams on automate (ay)

Tolerate and moderate, lost it all along the way

It costed me a couple plays

She told me it would be okay

Messages never conveyed, second to guessing, decay

Miss always making mistakes, be who you are and betray

I hate that it came to cliches, doing whatever we say

Sweater weather, need to grab me my YSL

But I'm walking through fire and hell

Surrounded by liars I swear

Only been physically here

Only been cynical

I been overly critical, just a bit hypocritical, flow is inter-dimensional

Fucking all of these goddesses in a dream, it was mythical

On an Odyssey constantly tryna flip my reciprocals but

Pulling off the upset, Jack McKeon

Shit, I'm twisting up the 'T' like I'm European

Locked in, don't know where to put the key in

Always wondering where she is

Never modest y'all been sleeping on my team

Shit is twisted in the seams, why we speaking in extremes just to ruin self-esteem?

But I thought back, got my lick back, ain't no handouts, ain't no kickbacks

You was never with that, always need to get back, you could never sit back

I could never hit back (nah)

I could never hit back (nah)

I could never hit

It's really none of my business kid, but um

Who cares what these creeps think, you know

They don't decide who you are, you do

You are who you choose to be

You know I could ask you the same question

Except, I already know the answer

Oh you do, do ya

I do, Mister Franz

You gotta get back out in the world

Get outta that lonely house, that little workshop of yours

Get back out on the road

You're gonna live a long time Ron

You should make a radical change in your lifestyle

I mean the core of man's spirit comes from new experiences

And there you are, stubborn old man

Sittin' on your butt