Pencil.

I'm tryna balance calculus and confidence
Back in the day I often lent utensils
Out to other students in return for pocket lint
I feel like Brutus
Tryna find a good religion
Man I feel like Judas
A Hindu tattoo
It's old to me but new to you
I tie my shoe yet still trip
My momma use them guilt trips
So then I use some too like
Why can't I just create field trips?

I like to chill with friends
We on the avenue
We makin' memories
No need to catch an attitude

I never stay mad at you
Switching topics
Like a teacher do
But never right on top of it
Like Tetris with uneven blocks
I even lock my phone and change the code
Often as switching socks
Plotting on the ones who called me out and said I do not think outside the box

Yo

Chance The Rapper Daniel Caesar got a new song
Sade make me cry at night
I hope this pain don't stay too long
I hope and pray I go a day without thinking I went wrong
Like "Daylon this the same song
You wrote a month ago
Why not just change the flow and move on?"

Can't you see this pain in me goes deeper than I ever thought it could?
Rooted deeper than them trees up in them evil woods
Deeper than friendships that you see in urban neighborhoods
Deeper than any metaphors you can imagine
Now I know you're wanting me to make it happen

Don't ask me what it is, we both know what's the solution
Tryna clean my conscious from all this pollution
Tryna get revenge on those students
Andrew never gave the pencil back and now the hatred's brewin'
In my soul
Daylon end the song dammit
This is getting old
The same story told
A prima donna
Who just raps bout

Or his feelings when he needs to let it out

But hey don't even look a gift horse in the mouth
Maybe you got some anger too
Maybe I helped you dig it up
I just hope that mañana
Y'all don't be like
Hey what's up?
Do you wanna talk about?
I just did so give it up
And stop tryna see if I'm okay
When every day I know you do not give a