Side Effects
Falling back on my old shackles
Love and vomit dripping across the whole bathroom
I've been sticking in stuck in this box I've known that through
These addicting patterns I pick up a lone capsule
Words, man she got kid concerned
Sick but not the normal man he caught a different worm
Blocking out the future all the progress you could earn
Don't you even care about it? nah you looking turned
This physics got me twisting but I'm shifting with the force
Say that this my interest, but my interest just ignore
Had some issues with acceptance like the second I was born
Got pricked I got you roses girl I'm picking out these thorns, sure
But I'm nothing without her my homie I'm lacking and feeble my mental is
Weak, but tripping I wonder if life even having a sequel
I wanna go sleep, for more than just a couple hours
Or days or weeks, there's filth that you can't clean in a shower, I feel it
I need a (dream), I need a (goal)
I need a (piece), I need a (soul)
I need a (change), I need a (clue)
I need a (me), I need a (you)
I need a (taste), I need a (hold)
I need a (place), I need (control)
I need a (breathe), I need a (truth)
I need a (me), I need a
My feelings in snooze
Droning through the daily, they drill it into him
Still man I could see the ceiling
It gon' fall from top and topple him
I only want escape, so I'm building my own metropolis, yeah
Ink cartridges, arts for the wizards
See girl I said wouldn't slip, still I'm starting to miss it
So I'm trying to go replace it these lines feel like imitations
My heart is still made of paper, so watch with the scissors
And while they cheer him on tell him that his talent showing greatness
Deep down I'll still be sifting through the faces
Closer all to losing it with distance I'm creating
But in rap I'm just indifferent, people listen, nothing changes
Otherwise I'll steer from all the company I'm off and then I'm gone
These side effects of life are just the wheezing, spitting, coughing
So my mom know it's myself to whom I'm talking at night
Man the lesser that I'm broken, the less often I write
I need a (dream), I need a (goal)
I need a (piece), I need a (soul)
I need a (change), I need a (clue)
I need a (me), I need a (you)
I need a (taste), I need a (hold)
I need a (place), I need (control)
I need a (breathe), I need a (truth)
I need a (me), I need a
Love and vomit dripping across the whole bathroom
I've been sticking in stuck in this box I've known that through
These addicting patterns I pick up a lone capsule
Words, man she got kid concerned
Sick but not the normal man he caught a different worm
Blocking out the future all the progress you could earn
Don't you even care about it? nah you looking turned
This physics got me twisting but I'm shifting with the force
Say that this my interest, but my interest just ignore
Had some issues with acceptance like the second I was born
Got pricked I got you roses girl I'm picking out these thorns, sure
But I'm nothing without her my homie I'm lacking and feeble my mental is
Weak, but tripping I wonder if life even having a sequel
I wanna go sleep, for more than just a couple hours
Or days or weeks, there's filth that you can't clean in a shower, I feel it
I need a (dream), I need a (goal)
I need a (piece), I need a (soul)
I need a (change), I need a (clue)
I need a (me), I need a (you)
I need a (taste), I need a (hold)
I need a (place), I need (control)
I need a (breathe), I need a (truth)
I need a (me), I need a
My feelings in snooze
Droning through the daily, they drill it into him
Still man I could see the ceiling
It gon' fall from top and topple him
I only want escape, so I'm building my own metropolis, yeah
Ink cartridges, arts for the wizards
See girl I said wouldn't slip, still I'm starting to miss it
So I'm trying to go replace it these lines feel like imitations
My heart is still made of paper, so watch with the scissors
And while they cheer him on tell him that his talent showing greatness
Deep down I'll still be sifting through the faces
Closer all to losing it with distance I'm creating
But in rap I'm just indifferent, people listen, nothing changes
Otherwise I'll steer from all the company I'm off and then I'm gone
These side effects of life are just the wheezing, spitting, coughing
So my mom know it's myself to whom I'm talking at night
Man the lesser that I'm broken, the less often I write
I need a (dream), I need a (goal)
I need a (piece), I need a (soul)
I need a (change), I need a (clue)
I need a (me), I need a (you)
I need a (taste), I need a (hold)
I need a (place), I need (control)
I need a (breathe), I need a (truth)
I need a (me), I need a
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Writer(s): Ekow
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