I see the passing of time Through the screen on my phone While I'm frozen in line While I'm stranded at home Tryin' to shine on a wall Tryin' to live off a gram The next post I make Will be for my land Gotta feel something real Gotta sweat out the songs I need to pull on these strings It's been far too long I'm too old for this race I'm too young to stop now I'm not sure if this place Is where I wanna be anyhow I've been chewing on bones I've been living off scraps I have no taste anymore And a crick in my back Can't sleep when I'm tired My mind never slows down But I'll be ready as hell When my turn comes around Do we measure by likes Or is it simply shares What if nobody loves What if nobody cares I need a glove for my hand I need a mask to breathe What if there's no perfect plan What if no one believes My heart can't be touched Not by a thumb pressing down I'll be blazin' my guns When my turn comes around Things might not look the same To the naked eye But there's no filter or frame Where the soul can hide I see through your lust I see the child inside And we settle the dust Well, I'll be mid stride Coming hard like a train Like a dog bearing down I'll be right as rain When my turn comes around