Imbalances
Imbalance in your receptors
That they don't got a test for
Somewhat, always, maybe
Have you been feeling lazy
Has anything been scary lately
No your not Slim Shady
Stop with the actin crazy
Man you don't know Jay-Z
Gas lit by the gas price
The feds get to laugh twice
And your fed up
As they force feed
Count the bots
On your news feed
And were stuck in a house of cards
Don't you cough too hard
We need some proteins
From that spike thing
If we ever wanna go to a bar
And I've been looking for some drums
Just to speak over
Ive been looking for a reason
Just to keep sober
Ive been up all night
I've been up all night
I've been up all night
It's a sleep over
Cutting up some grass
With the sweet odor
Angel on my shoulder
Try to keep order
Guess I owe her
For the hangover
Got a Bloody Mary
For the layover
Got my dream job
Then they fired me
My next rides
Gunna be a model 3
I know that
Sounds like some irony
But gas ain't cheap
In this economy
And lately I've been feeling like a hermit
Long hair ladies ask if i perm it
Don't care about being perfect
But to love myself feels like I gotta earn it
And back when I had the most
I was feeling the most worthless
So tell me what's your purpose
So tell me what's your purpose
So tell me what's your purpose
Tell me what's your purpose
That they don't got a test for
Somewhat, always, maybe
Have you been feeling lazy
Has anything been scary lately
No your not Slim Shady
Stop with the actin crazy
Man you don't know Jay-Z
Gas lit by the gas price
The feds get to laugh twice
And your fed up
As they force feed
Count the bots
On your news feed
And were stuck in a house of cards
Don't you cough too hard
We need some proteins
From that spike thing
If we ever wanna go to a bar
And I've been looking for some drums
Just to speak over
Ive been looking for a reason
Just to keep sober
Ive been up all night
I've been up all night
I've been up all night
It's a sleep over
Cutting up some grass
With the sweet odor
Angel on my shoulder
Try to keep order
Guess I owe her
For the hangover
Got a Bloody Mary
For the layover
Got my dream job
Then they fired me
My next rides
Gunna be a model 3
I know that
Sounds like some irony
But gas ain't cheap
In this economy
And lately I've been feeling like a hermit
Long hair ladies ask if i perm it
Don't care about being perfect
But to love myself feels like I gotta earn it
And back when I had the most
I was feeling the most worthless
So tell me what's your purpose
So tell me what's your purpose
So tell me what's your purpose
Tell me what's your purpose
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Writer(s): Gabriel Rizzo
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