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I get racked up in mystical schisms of visions at times
Searching for thrills in my mind
Pedantic with antics like I ain't got bills on my mind
Running away from reality, that's a fatality
I can't avoid just by taking my time
The thought of mortality keeps me alive
Game of the fittest, I wanna survive
Am I a bird? Am I a plane?
Or just a stoner that's gotten too high?
Maybe I fall on the spectrum somewhere
They can't answer why often I just wanna cry
Even that lyric above is a lie
I'm too afraid that I really may die
All of my friends would just worry a lot
And my family can't take another goodbye
So I yield only to melodies
That make you feel everything's okay
Darkness can't go away
Oh, I'm alright with pretending that all's well
My well's not ending, we'll be okay
That's what I'll sing today
Fuck, I'm delusional
Rappers be neurotic too, you know?
My brain is far from the usual
Ego be battered and bruised
Messages scattered and loose, huh
Nobody know where I'm coming from
I'm a wanderer, what am I running from? (Running from)
The image of me as a fuck-up
Hope somewhere I look up and truly start having fun
I made my passion my whore
Whoever want more gets sounds on my stories neglecting the Lord
Just to appeal to some teens who be glued to they screens
And think Spotify streams are a score
They gon' go fuck with whoever they want
Why I get triggered by it every time?
They don't really add a thing to the pot
Just toy with the insecurities I got, yeah
So I yield only to melodies
That make you feel everything's okay
Darkness can't go away
Oh, I'm alright with pretending that all's well
My well's not ending, we'll be okay
That's what I'll sing today
Fuck, I'm delusional (fuck, I'm delusional, fuck, I'm delusional)