Juicebox Dreams. Video (MV)

I-I

I-I, ain't nobody fresher, I'm in over my head
And I-I, trippin over cover, the ones won't fit me in
I-I, ain't nobody fresher, I'm in over my head
And I-I, trippin over cover, the ones won't fit me in

I-I, dress like I'm not supposed to
And talk like I'm so off cue
And work like I ain't got you
And you, walk like you're supposed to
And talk they just bought you
And think that you can see through

I-I, ain't nobody fresher, I'm in over my head
And I-I, trippin over cover, the ones won't fit me in
I-I, ain't nobody fresher, I'm in over my head
And I-I, trippin over cover, the ones won't fit me in

Cover bullet holes with bandaids
I'm the only one that I can't save
I don't face nothing, I turn away
And I'd laugh it off if I get hurt today
I'm cool with the gas, I just didn't wanna stay
And I Uber back and I kick it on the way
Like who did that, might make me pay
For fruit snacks cause they ease the pain
Mean the gummies is my vitamins
But my juicebox don't taste the same
It's all hype again
Figured it was done when the kites came
Raining down to my ankles
And the same would go for these assholes
That find joy in spoiling the boy
Oy it's annoying
All got ghosts, and we all got demons
Everybody doing things for they own reasons
I just want a little something to believe in
It's a thin line between real and dreaming

I-I, ain't nobody fresher, I'm in over my head
And I-I, trippin over cover, the ones won't fit me in
I-I, ain't nobody fresher, I'm in over my head
And I-I, trippin over cover, the ones won't fit me in