Wasting Time

Staring at the one i worship
So pixel perfect
Reflections on the gloss of her lips
And i hope she heard this
Regurgitated poem from the bottom of my rotten heart
Stolen from a memory i hocked for bars
Describing is destroying

Stuck staring at the ceiling
Stutter when i try to speak
Having problems eating
And can rarely go to sleep
Have another drink
Sink deeper into paralysis
Savage shit ripping through
And truth be told i'm scared of this
Boredom, doubt that i can score them
Tickets for the two of us all the way to stardom
Harlem globetrotters dribbling in my brain
Gotta get somewhere or else i might go insane
Do i do it for attention? do i do it for the fame?
Scratch that i gotta somehow live up to my name
More of the same every day and i'm held up
Felt fuck all when they welded my head shut
Will i ever live up to the shit that i had planned?
Middle finger hidden in the middle of my hand
They put up the pressure and i'm ready to explode
Waiting for the shit that i put out to turn to gold, i'm sold

Staring at the one i worship
So pixel perfect
Reflections on the gloss of her lips
And i hope she heard this
Regurgitated poem from the bottom of my rotten heart
Stolen from a memory i hocked for bars
Describing is destroying

Here's to best buds that I've left behind
Friends I've fucked just to write my rhymes
Counting every minute to the finish line
Everybody knows that i'm wasting time

Here's to best buds that I've left behind
Friends I've fucked just to write my rhymes
Counting every minute to the finish line
Everybody knows that i'm wasting time

Here's to best buds that I've left behind
Friends I've fucked just to write my rhymes
Counting every minute to the finish line
Everybody knows that i'm wasting time

Here's to best buds that I've left behind
Friends I've fucked just to write my rhymes
Counting every minute to the finish line
Everybody knows that i'm wasting time

And im back on the beat
Bout to put the whole track to sleep
Hear em cackling in the back before i i rap on the scene
Now watch me turn the crowd into a battlefield
See the boys in the front thats my cavalry
See he ain't just got beats he got bars too
Cars 2 crack you open like a can of beans
So you best think twice if you think that you can handle me
I barf truth so naturally
We getting smashed while you spamming b
While you promoting we'll be smoking in the open with my closest
And making some of the worlds fattest beats
Putting shit out but im rarely seen
Like i'm rappin in the forest wearing camo green
Wonder why that is exactly
If im so fantastic
Theyre blind to my antics
And anthems
God damn them
Im ramblin
Whatever just go buy my album

So what the fuck you gonna do?
Go buy my album
Yeah

Alright, this album is dedicated to the one person
Who made it this far into the album
But didn't really fuck with it like "eh it wasn't that good"
Like ok i respect your opinion but i disagree
For the rest of you, uh, i love you
Thank you for taking your time listening to this
And supporting me as an artist whether it be like
You know fucking giving me money on patreon
Which btw give me money right now
You know but fucking even if you don't give me money
If you like my music i fucking love you
Cause not enough people like my music
But they should because i'm really good
And i'm not ashamed to say that, but i'm a little ashamed
But you know, shoutouts to my family
My friends, and especially my girlfriend
The next one is for you
Anyone else listening to this
If you're not my girlfriend please stop the record right here
I'm gonna give you a countdown
But thanks for listening
Alright 3 2 1 stop