I don't want to go
I don't want to stay
Can you all relate?
Can you all relate?
Can you all relate?

I got a long list of issues
Boy may be a hypochondriac
X-ing off every trouble
Always saying like "why you doing that?"
Why you doing this?
Think I do too much
I don't do enough
Think about the past
I been through enough
Here's another pass
Don't complain about it
Put it in a pad
Feeling doom
When I'm all alone
Not lonely, hearing voices in a pad
Going cray you hear it in a lab
Surprised at times that I can still do that
Could be a tomb
When I'm in my room
When I'm not in tune
Yo the static man
It could be a move
Temporary gloom
Still got good intentions when I'm doing bad
Ain't feeling whole but you don't know the half
Trying to fill the wholes within my mask
Value faces I don't need a mask
Falter faith like father where you at?
Heaven's heavy
I bet god is sad
Viewing all the many ways we're gonna crash
Got a feeling thinking if we'll ever last
But we'll never last

Tapping in
I guess that's why I'm rapping and
It's just kind of funny all the different things that's happening
New year
New me
New us
New we
New trust
New week
Still I'm in a loop
I'm tryna do something better
I'm tryna do it
I'm tryna do it
You be seeing me translucent
You don't see the real me
You don't really feel me
Yeah
You don't really feel but you still feel weak
Working on your self again
Working on your mind again
Working on your time again
Said, ay, work on your timeliness
Come in quick
Come in quick
We come up we come with this
Music every time we spit
Yeah
You can't even see it
You can't really be it
You can't really check my demeanor
Cause I'm feeling meaner
I be feeling like such a senior
Graduated
Fucking faded
Waking up, I'm celebrated
Hitting DOUG on this occasion
Swear to god we made it

We break holy bread with paper plates
You disgrace
See I don't waste a drop of wine
No spit takes or second place
Please pass me a second plate
Food for thought
Don't burn your tongue
I won't hesitate to vacate the base
You won't see me around home
Thug harmony resonate to the bone
All laws are written in stone
Concrete evidence of benevolence
Sits in every song
Play this track when you driving home
I swear to your god that I won't steer you wrong
No stick shift
Hits from the bong before my shift cause
I don't wanna
I don't wanna go

Every time I think I might have found the answer
My mind's spinning round just like a dancer
Round and round and round and round and round and round and round

Every time I think I might have found the answer
My mind's spinning round just like a dancer
Round and round and round and round and round and round and round