Long words sound good
I've got too much to say
To keep you happy
Nightmare
Lucid
I dread waking up
I'm just not happy
My mind is a dystopia
I think i'm losing hold of ya
Inhabiting excruciating visions in my understanding
Fantasize of tragedies
My mind is burning calories
I'm doing shit I shouldn't do to lower my rice purity
My albums are okay but i'm really not that proud of them
I wish I made more music that was catchy to the ear
I used up all my energy I leave these hoes on seen or read
Why do they get obsessed with me? I'm occupied its clear