Under The Sink

I'm under the sink
I'm playing with matches
Nobody knows
I'm just reading my atlas
I'm trying to find
Where I'ma go
Where I'ma go
Where I'ma go

I'm out of my mind and I'm insane
Twisting it up like a gimp chain
Just give it a month and it can change
I'm still stuck in all of my wicked ways
I need to get up like a freight piece
Hop on a track where it takes me
Back where I'm from, the essence of life
I bang my own drum when I make beats
Give me a reason to follow you
Show me a bit of your truth
Ain't no telling what tomorrow do
I took a leap in the pool
I took a chance to be goated
I took a stand and I'm floating
I seen the coldest winters come around
And I'm still bound to savor the moment
I'm all in y zone and it's just me

I'm under the sink
I'm playing with matches
Nobody knows
I'm just reading my atlas
I'm trying to find
Where I'ma go
Where I'ma go
Where I'ma go

I'm out of my mind and I'm insane
I haven't slept in like six days
I'm dreaming of futures that's beautiful
This is called projecting my astral plane
It's not where I came from
It's where I been hiding out
And how I break out with force
I'm coming through like "Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!"
Forever I write
Ahead of myself I'm already tonight
Already spitting just get him a mic
All 'bout my business and getting it right
Ain't in a rush I've been earning my keep
Take off the filters and perfectly speak
You erking my senses
I'm working, I'm reckless
I'm dreaming of everything that I could possibly be

I'm under the sink
I'm playing with matches
Nobody knows
I'm just reading my atlas
I'm trying to find
Where I'ma go
Where I'ma go
Where I'ma go



Credits
Writer(s): Nick Shea
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