Vanishing Act!
Switch up the topic yet again
I'll never tell you how it is
Psych
Treatin' music as a business got me feelin' like I double-crossed a friend twice
I'll pay the price for every vice
But for now I comprehend
Where to go, how I am
Why'm I here, who to see
What's the move tonight
Yes man, when I say no that means I probably might
X-Man with the flow, I got some feelings to fight
Dead man, I'm decomposin' almost every night
Ooooo
Keep my friends knit tight, just so I can feel right
Scared to write verse that actually tells you bout my real life
Scared to drop a single 'cause I think it doesn't sound right
But what the fuck sounds right
Ooooo
Doubtin' my intelligence
Clownin' on myself, it's kinda hard to be perfectionist
Gougin' out my eyes if I start seein' I'm irrelevant
The resonance from thoughts inside my head reverberate into my skeleton
I'm anxious when I smoke, I'm buggin' out my exoskeleton
Expect the worst, that's my seventh sense
Yeah, uh
Doubtin' my intelligence
On the mic it's arrogance
Real life I'm a gentleman
I'm movin' like some gelatin, a lazy ass regiment
Stoned so fuckin' much I might as well just be some sediment
Only in my element dependin' on my temperament
It's evident, I ain't seein' development
An absolute embarrassment
Comparin' every little thing I do to someone other than the man that I'm tryin' to be
When I stop carin', shit
When I stop carin'
Uh
Serendipity, somedays it's meant to be
Somedays don't know who I am, I'm losin' my identity
Forgotten in a century
My full potential only bein' just a memory
That came and went and no one remembers me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But I don't need your sympathy, I'm cool with that
An MC lovin' life, I'm feelin' Superbad
I'm straight to the point, all around like a trooper hat
The beats are super fat, I never plan on losin' that
I'm choosin' music over putty cat or poon tang, whatever
Writin' songs about the weather ain't a short term pleasure
Still producin' beats at 63, writin' verses only meant for me
The music been a remedy, my medicine a melody
I'm cheesy as fuck
Yo, music the medicine
Really dog, what you get your prescription filled at the studio
Cheddar head ass
You a Green Bay fan, cheese-head lookin' ass
Boy talkin' bout tradin' poon tang in for music like you even get any
Boy you couldn't even take a girl home from a stripper convention with ten bands
What the fuck is even Valho Escobar
You think you get hard 'cause you quit a job with the government, huh
Nah, soft engineer lookin' ass
Bet you only wear khakis and a polo everyday
Boy you got a drone license
You ain't even look like you should have a driver's license
I'll never tell you how it is
Psych
Treatin' music as a business got me feelin' like I double-crossed a friend twice
I'll pay the price for every vice
But for now I comprehend
Where to go, how I am
Why'm I here, who to see
What's the move tonight
Yes man, when I say no that means I probably might
X-Man with the flow, I got some feelings to fight
Dead man, I'm decomposin' almost every night
Ooooo
Keep my friends knit tight, just so I can feel right
Scared to write verse that actually tells you bout my real life
Scared to drop a single 'cause I think it doesn't sound right
But what the fuck sounds right
Ooooo
Doubtin' my intelligence
Clownin' on myself, it's kinda hard to be perfectionist
Gougin' out my eyes if I start seein' I'm irrelevant
The resonance from thoughts inside my head reverberate into my skeleton
I'm anxious when I smoke, I'm buggin' out my exoskeleton
Expect the worst, that's my seventh sense
Yeah, uh
Doubtin' my intelligence
On the mic it's arrogance
Real life I'm a gentleman
I'm movin' like some gelatin, a lazy ass regiment
Stoned so fuckin' much I might as well just be some sediment
Only in my element dependin' on my temperament
It's evident, I ain't seein' development
An absolute embarrassment
Comparin' every little thing I do to someone other than the man that I'm tryin' to be
When I stop carin', shit
When I stop carin'
Uh
Serendipity, somedays it's meant to be
Somedays don't know who I am, I'm losin' my identity
Forgotten in a century
My full potential only bein' just a memory
That came and went and no one remembers me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But I don't need your sympathy, I'm cool with that
An MC lovin' life, I'm feelin' Superbad
I'm straight to the point, all around like a trooper hat
The beats are super fat, I never plan on losin' that
I'm choosin' music over putty cat or poon tang, whatever
Writin' songs about the weather ain't a short term pleasure
Still producin' beats at 63, writin' verses only meant for me
The music been a remedy, my medicine a melody
I'm cheesy as fuck
Yo, music the medicine
Really dog, what you get your prescription filled at the studio
Cheddar head ass
You a Green Bay fan, cheese-head lookin' ass
Boy talkin' bout tradin' poon tang in for music like you even get any
Boy you couldn't even take a girl home from a stripper convention with ten bands
What the fuck is even Valho Escobar
You think you get hard 'cause you quit a job with the government, huh
Nah, soft engineer lookin' ass
Bet you only wear khakis and a polo everyday
Boy you got a drone license
You ain't even look like you should have a driver's license
Credits
Writer(s): Nickolas Carvalho
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