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It's just another manic Monday, sitting where I always am
It seems this black cloud is creeping up behind me, damn
Hide me, man
Pulled up on the blankets like the housekeeper cart did
Can't tell exactly where my heart is
Tryin to therapize but don't know how to start this
I walk around with the blues on my head like Cartman, Marge Simp
Please don't get me started
Hardly left the bed until I recorded this song
Damn
Now I'm lakeside
Thinking about mistakes I
Made plenty of them waiting for the clouds to break, why
Wait for next season, now I'm fucking breathing
Don't delay till later days
Cuz you might never get to see em
You know they told me that it seems like autumn
But this seasonal depression got me seeing rock bottom
You know they told me that it seems like autumn
But this seasonal depression got me seeing rock bottom like
Pretend like a winner
From now till December
Everybody said that a nigga turned fake
No sleep for the sinners
I'm woke for the winter
Cuz I don't wanna be no mistake on the lake
Pretend like a winner
From now till December
Everybody said that a nigga turned fake
No sleep for the sinners
I'm woke for the winter
Cuz I don't wanna be no mistake on the lake
I wake up early in the morning and I wish I didn't
Give me another couple hours and like 50 minutes
I'm tryna get my life together
But the Bills and the weather
And my paychecks for bills looking inefficient
I'm over 30 and I'm still chasing pipe dreams
The moves I'm making ain't as litty as it might seem
But that imposter syndrome heavy when it hit home
Especially when the homies say I'm colder than some ice cream
Nah mean
Tell me how am I ever supposed to be serious
When homie in the White House got us acting delirious
The team ain't winning chips if the players being oblivious