My 8't Teens

I wake up at 9 AM to get right in time for my classes
Turn my phone on and when in bed to sleep again
Studies never drew me
I'm just little bit a miss fit for this class
Don't care what is going on
I don't see my life anywhere

Every morning, wake up with the same cup of coffee in my hands
Keep wandering when my fucking teeth fall out
Haven't seen a dentist since I was 10

Every morning I wake up pushing the button on PC
And playing Red Dead Redemption 2
Enjoying some else's life
Someone else stories behind the big screen
6 hours in a day for 3 weeks
It's like having a job
I never have a job for a minute
Although I am 18 and already in A-Team
My family thinks that I'm a slacker
But I am a creator of this shitty music
All I want to do is

Breaking into other people's tunes when I chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Slipping into another rapper shoes using new lases
And selling CD'S from my rucksack, aiming the papers
Selling CD's from my rucksack, aiming at the majors
10 thousand hours, I'm still full of shit and I didn't change
This conversation not about talent
It's more about diligence
Witch, I fucked up in my mother's womb

I'm a slow girl
No one takes me serious
Drinking alcohol alone
It's better for me
Not better for my health
I've been in love with games since I was 10
I was in love with someone more than this
I lost it all
Cos I was blind
Forever I would be a girl who sings about the love
But never felt around

I would be a big star
Standing in 1 step with ED
Singing the same songs for 2 hours every night
Her, the crowd screaming out in the middle of a newly empty stadium
And cry with them when my life will go down
It's a blessing

But probably they won't need me anymore
Who needs an artist that doesn't sell a million?
If you didn't break their heart, blow their minds
They will forget you when they're switching to another song
But as long as adrenaline hits my brain
I'll do this while my hands can play
It's blessing from above
But here is 1 thing

Is there any point to crawling up the ladder of success
If only at the end realize that you put it to the wrong wall?
And those who loved you for all, only need your money and fame
And when you look in a mirror, you see the devil in the flesh
Who tells stories about how rick and unhappy he is
I'd rather cry in Mercedes-Benz than try to survive in LV, hell

Out of fear, I put my life in a hole
Locked inbox
Left a place for the dawn
This is what I enjoy
This is what free my mind
This is what calms my troubled soul
Even though promised myself that
I will never be like my parents, but I did it

I don't trust myself
I'm a shitty liar
Not strong personality
In words, I'm a hero, but act like don't exist
I have my own world in my head
Only I live there
I will not leave my home
Captivity not slavery
This is my inner state