Bridges

I been waiting to talk my shit
Welcome to the show
I been waiting to talk my shit
I've been waiting for too, too, long

Walking across the bridge
It's not a concrete place but a mental boundary
Started looking in after seeing those around me
There's more to the world than outside DuPage County
There are always more variables to consider when you make amends
This is late night in the gym
Hitting free throws in sets of ten
Establish routine. Action to memory
Get to sleep to wake up just to do it again
I mean if we're asking friends
The ones who believe I can actually make it, I can count on my hand
But I hope I'm wrong
They see the value from who I'm with, not what I create
So, I guess they need to visually see
But my talent is already made, the hours have been paid
Long before you have the opportunity to see on the screen
I can't ever get too comfortable
I guess that's why I choose to fly in jeans

My dad had the nerve to tell me most hits are written by 27
What does he know
Until then I have a few years to go
But that's assuming my energy is finite
I squeeze every last juice out what I know
Because I believe my next works can change the world
I do this for motives way more than to impress some girls
It's not up to me if I change the culture
Just trying to put my two cents in with a cinnamon swirl

This is the matinee
This is the matinee
This is the matinee
This is the matinee

Who do you listen to?
Who do you listen to?

I want this energy from my heart to land with grace on your ears
But to settle in your stomach like some heavy pasta
It's comfort food, that Cracker Barrell, that Bob Evans
We all want to eat just different ideas of extra gravy
And in this moment, we've come together
I'm just a vessel to what the world gave me
This is the building blocks to what you'll see tomorrow
My style is the Mashall Fields to Macy's
I cant thank enough for my mentors
They give me perspective to grow
I set the mood for the day
It starts out with what I choose from the dresser
Yet people define by what I choose to create
My heart to music is like a corn dog to a state fair
Not the most flashy, not as sweet as cotton candy
But everyone from the carnies to kids
Will tell you it's not even a question to bare
That's like seeing a rabbit trick out of the hat
Playing devil's advocate asking if it's a rabbit or hare
I get it you got to create the habit to care
I can't question everything, it's just the ways I choose to exist
Love from mom and dad
It's the reminder every time, every time, every time, every time I check my wrist
Walking across the bridge the self-fulfillment is bliss
The self-fulfillment is bliss
The self-fulfillment is bliss
The self-fulfillment is bliss