Take me back to the time when my source of happiness
Was hanging with the homies on xbox with a bag of chips
Now I sit at home
Up in my room I'm all alone
Write and record another song and my only dream is the lavish shit
Have to find a way
I did some shit the other day
And now I feel so disconnected
Like my body's outer space
And if I ever lose the motive
Best believe you can't replace
The only nigga that's in Florida
Making futuristic bass
Basically I'm on a level that is hazardous
Can't imagine shit
So dead in my mind that I built a casket around the shit
Never fabricating reality hella honest bitch
Yes I'm in the future and thinking how to rewind the shit
Tried some newer things
It never worked I can't explain
I'm out my brain
I feel insane
And shit I'm fading from the strain
I wanna build but f*ck the fame
I got the will but can't contain
The shit i feel must remain
Like I can deal with all the pain
Hope you feel the vibe
I never lied
I can't comply
If you and I are moving in slow mo
You can fly or you can try to be the guy
That be alive and moving like he really died
And gotta a f*cking case closed
Did you really try and think that you relate to me
Did you really try and think that you can play with me
Do you really wanna try and be a mate with me
Do you really have a reason to be hating me