Yo, look I'm always thinking dark In this night life But I'll continue going forward Like I type write Ain't no material sky I'll still look up if I Don't manage to get a mansion Or a flat like some shite sprite Until a couple months ago Didn't know what apart meant Stopping bad and with that Everyone out of my yard went Ain't just a writer More a thinker if you can't tell Display my top thoughts Not top 40 I'll just chart sense I've been writing since 15 Man I'm overdue Couldn't spit in front of crowds But now man I'm hoping to Stop stressing if your ex is over you cus, Even if she's magic Them hoes all wanna poke us too But I've got my f'in blues Like Facebook Some rhymes are a waste And this timings unfaithful My mistakes are sublime And I hate them But I'll just use that as fuel When I find my creations I can't realise I ain't fake man I got real eyes Put lyrics in a pond then Lift the hook up and I reel ice I'm lying when I feel fine Unless I make a real rhyme Obsessing over metal You could say he's Tryna steal time I say that I'll try settle when I feel right The thing is half the time I don't know when imma be alright Enough with all that deep shit Gonna get me in my feelings Staring at the ceiling when I sleep Hope it won't be all night I ain't suicidal But I've been sitting on these tracks for a while I'm just trapped in a cycle of Putting all my stresses To the last of the pile 'Cus I'm bringing a wave And I ain't lacking the tidal Feel shit when I'm not writing but Dark thoughts got me writing more Too many man just find a cause So watch what you're providing for Ain't looking for no paper But with music I'll design it raw You could say I'm trying As I'm fighting I'm uprising more Ain't ever been prison, Always gassed for release day Finish couple songs then Take a rest like police may I ain't gay but sometimes, I can't see straight Just tryna map all my shit man I'm, Tryna seek ways 'Cus People always talking when they Don't know where their mouth is Still look clean in this two bill outfit Where you from? Nah you don't know where the town is I ain't stressing but I Wanna make it big and I'm doubting I can't realise I ain't fake man I got real eyes Put lyrics in a pond then Lift the hook up and I reel ice I'm lying when I feel fine Unless I make a real rhyme Obsessing over metal You could say he's Tryna steal time I say that I'll try settle when I feel right The thing is half the time I don't know when imma be alright Enough with all that deep shit Gonna get me in my feelings Staring at the ceiling when I sleep Hope it won't be all night It won't feel right Hope it won't be all night