6am Brunch

(All 1 take)

I'm a lost man
6am, can't write a song man
I need some some hospitality
I need a hospice
I need a place to stay, a place to rest my head
I'm feeling dead
I get mad I get red
She said I need to learn about myself, I do nothing instead
I smoke weed instead
Drink a drink, burn my head
I need my credits, I need my cred
But I can't make it, I can't do what I want instead

I just wanna make it, and if I don't
I hope my grandma save a spot to me
Right next to her on the throne

'Cus I close my eyes, and I see you, and I miss you
But I never got it, did I
And I open my eyes, and I see me, and I hate me
But I never understood it, did I
And I close 'em again, and I see everything I should've been
And what I'm supposed to do
What I'm supposed to be
And I never get it

But if I do what I need to do, and you do what you must, then
Who am I supposed to trust, when I only know my own intentions
If I only give myself a mention
Because if you don't give me a holler, and if you don't give me a shout
What's my life about
Where am I
What am I supposed to do
When I'm without me and you

'Cus I do lose my mind sometimes
You say I get angry, my mom says it too, my dad says it three
I say it four, I guess
But
At least, I never took you for a whore, I guess

One take, but this the second take
This this first track
I'm losing my mind, I think I might go back
Used to have a little something in my nap sac
A little green to clean my mind at lunch
Lil some after school
A lil some for brunch