I gave you the world you asked for the moon
Nothing can improve till you're happy with you
Gave you the world you asked for the moon
Nothing can improve till you're happy with you
Hey take a look what's happening, shallowness, apathy
Throw away the gift keep the packaging
Acting in our own interest to reach magical bliss
But if they asked probably couldn't say what happiness is
I live inside a town round down by a place
Sort of different but the same rivers drown in the lakes
Big fake landscape that's surrounded with snakes
Takes grace to embrace great powers of faith
So I shape my reality, boost my salary, millions hourly
Being treated like a human battery
Calories are burning like koalas in trees
Will I continue to convince you it ain't all what it seems
I scheme for the plot taking aim at the top
Even if my shit flop least I gave it a shot
We've be taught to be locked in the blackest abyss
F*ck that I'm laughing in bliss happy with this
People hate what's in front of their face
Think they're moving right along but they're running in place
What a disgrace, hey man fact of it is
You can have this shit, I'm happy with this
People hate what's in front of their face
Think they're moving right along but they're running in place
What a disgrace, hey man fact of it is
You can have this shit, I'm happy with this
Well they don't get it, what? How we don't get it
Pathetic sorry excuse for both parties implied
They hardly deduced I'm Marty McFly
I got parties to poop crashing parties of five
Fast forward the past, rappers honing their craft
Raps are back ordered for tracks trapped what's holding him back?
It's a hobby, it's lonely
But oddly it's the only bone in my body that knows me
And if you know that, oh shat you probably a homie
Front row at one of my shows doing the slow clap
If the beat's fast I body it slowly
My raps are decaf, coffee emoji
Put your seat back weed sack audio loading
Rotting eroding, shiiiit you can't teach that
To recap or relearn you'll be last or be first
Don't react or be that D-bag or C-word you'll be good
People hate what's in front of their face
Think they're moving right along but they're running in place
What a disgrace, hey man fact of it is
You can have this shit, I'm happy with this
People hate what's in front of their face
Think they're moving right along but they're running in place
What a disgrace, hey man fact of it is
You can have this shit, I'm happy with this
Nothing can improve till you're happy with you
Nothing can improve till you're happy with you