God machinery

Everything is fuel within my scenery

Everything is layered way more deep than it would seem to be

Everything is progress, even with a setback

And everything is better with some get back

I hear 'em asking lately, "Where is Jetpack?"

The one we took for granted

Stayed inside the tunnel while my name was chanted

Yeah, they had me fucked up

Framed me, but it's slanted

See it from my angles and try to think it's stranded

I think it's true that I'm addicted to it

At least I'm bringing something different to it

I gotta write, it helps me sleep at night

On the darker days, I keep it light

Turning trauma into treasure chest

I record it, then I feel it less

For new materials, I make a mess

Then clean it up to keep the crowd impressed

Self-sabotage is real

Make or break the deal

Based on how you feel

The devil likes to steal

It's part of his appeal

Trick you out your spot

Make you think you need to be somebody that you're not

Just to claim a prize you didn't really want

You signed a contract, but you didn't read the font

It's demons in the details

Make it less than retail

Collect it, send your email

How many joints did we sell?

How many nights were you up?

Tryna find a few bucks

Praying for some new luck

Only give a few fucks

Know that they abuse us

Thought we couldn't do much

Found a way to profit, send the cash directly to us

Culture came through us

Birthed it and it grew up

Now we know the story

It's time to tell a new one

I think it's true that I'm addicted to it

At least I'm bringing something different to it

I gotta write, it helps me sleep at night

On the darker days, I keep it light

Turning trauma into treasure chest

I record it, then I feel it less

For new materials, I make a mess

Then clean it up to keep the crowd impressed