Synth Star

Master of creation
Got Toyota on my bracelet
Selling boards but just for payment
Cop a sword and go on Sway and I said
I'm staying for dinner we eat in the kitchen
Your mom and you dad and they love my ambition
Liminal spaces I live in is giving me issues defining what's real and what's fiction
Picture their faces
When you start hitting the stages
They thought were fictional places
Patience is key though, no races
Perfect your craft in your basement
Take it to nations and Saturn
Don't chase the racks just to make it
The time you wasted's what matters
Future on my mind told my momma I'm a synth star
Shooting for the moon, don't gasp when I hit mars
Sittin' in my room again I gotta take the chain off
See the universe and hope the bedding make the pain stop
I'm staying for dinner we eat in the kitchen
Your mom and you dad and they love my ambition
Liminal spaces I live in is giving me issues defining what's real and what's fiction



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Minor
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