They say it’s definitive, 5 months to 30
So am I living proof, that life’s getting weary?
Was gon put a ring on it ’til someone thought different
Am I mad? Well I should be but I chose karma over being livid
She’s the one lady that got my back, already told you she loves me (not)
So I’d rather not still talk about that
Bigger fish to fry, on my account grab yourself some Mai Tais
Mom’s in the hospital, to me that is life
Worth remembering, worth saving even
Paternal fam’ trying to make me contribute to what I don’t believe in
Trying to tell me to choose your path but my life is different
With all these frequencies it’s hard to listen
Don’t bother me, I don’t wanna hear your hypocrisy
On the outside looking in tryna preach democracy
Wolves in sheep’s clothing, is all I can see
Life through spekktackles now watch how Spekk tackles
My own gospel, online, my tabernacle
Lone king staring down in my castle
Looking at where the prince should’ve been
That’s just factual, oh they’re mad too?
Who’s gon hear when you’re silently screaming?
Mask it off from the world, silence your demons?
What’s the use of crumbs when you think you’re eating?
Backseat drivers telling you what to believe in
There is no rehearse so I might as well do me ’till I’m in a hearse