we want
Open up the sunroof
Let the rain drops hit
I don't listen to that little voice when it says stop it
I need to be clear with y'all
Not drawn to materials
Giving whole
Is my approach
So no milk inside my cereal
I hear it all
Spoon clanks
Don't need any roommates
Just these Yamahas
To make these songs
I see the moves shape
I feel the room shake
Pizza Dates
Graced the plate
Pizza Dates
Greased the wheels
I'm one of one
I find crumbs
I go hum then I peel
I struggle struggle what's real?
And then I reel it right back I'm right back less appeal
Than most
This the main I see faces
Adjacent I'm
Racing I'm racing
Sand I see pouring
I'm flooring till I'll be
Touring the nation
Ambassador fuck influencer
Not censored
Entered new zones
And I've grown
Alone so much
In time
So measure it
I got to think of more to say cause lately they're not listening
Let's rewind my mind it's like the time machine I'm sitting in
There's bubble wrap around the plaques it's facts it's what they shipped it in
A plethora of pretty sights from heights is what I'm picturing
Quick adaption
I don't need more interactions
Adopt my mind
I'm over time
It's over time
I'm going mad but still I'm maxing
It's quick subtraction
Believe minus the doubt is what your left with
And if my paths disrupted I just hope you get the message
So riddle me this
Solemn I'm honest I stare in abyss
I'm digging I'm digging for meaning but so many shove-less
I'm too in love with this
Why don't they care what it is
I'm Walt Disney
Woah
Some they don't get me
Woah
I'm thinking firstly the key that I need is alive and it's breathing
And heaving while sitting inside of my studio
One of one
I'll get the check
And then check off the boxes that "Couldn't be done"
That's in quotations
I'm adding an astrict
It's AL needs some ass quick
Won't settle for none
Cadence is spastic
It's matching my thoughts
Go on a run
And then piss on the box
Knees are still shaky
But I'm never flaky
It is what you make it I make it a lot
Sure do
And then it's time to slow down
Walking round with hands out only will leave you broke now
Heads are down people live in guillotine's it's a choke out
There's fog machines inside my dreams
It's time to bring the smoke out
Let the rain drops hit
I don't listen to that little voice when it says stop it
I need to be clear with y'all
Not drawn to materials
Giving whole
Is my approach
So no milk inside my cereal
I hear it all
Spoon clanks
Don't need any roommates
Just these Yamahas
To make these songs
I see the moves shape
I feel the room shake
Pizza Dates
Graced the plate
Pizza Dates
Greased the wheels
I'm one of one
I find crumbs
I go hum then I peel
I struggle struggle what's real?
And then I reel it right back I'm right back less appeal
Than most
This the main I see faces
Adjacent I'm
Racing I'm racing
Sand I see pouring
I'm flooring till I'll be
Touring the nation
Ambassador fuck influencer
Not censored
Entered new zones
And I've grown
Alone so much
In time
So measure it
I got to think of more to say cause lately they're not listening
Let's rewind my mind it's like the time machine I'm sitting in
There's bubble wrap around the plaques it's facts it's what they shipped it in
A plethora of pretty sights from heights is what I'm picturing
Quick adaption
I don't need more interactions
Adopt my mind
I'm over time
It's over time
I'm going mad but still I'm maxing
It's quick subtraction
Believe minus the doubt is what your left with
And if my paths disrupted I just hope you get the message
So riddle me this
Solemn I'm honest I stare in abyss
I'm digging I'm digging for meaning but so many shove-less
I'm too in love with this
Why don't they care what it is
I'm Walt Disney
Woah
Some they don't get me
Woah
I'm thinking firstly the key that I need is alive and it's breathing
And heaving while sitting inside of my studio
One of one
I'll get the check
And then check off the boxes that "Couldn't be done"
That's in quotations
I'm adding an astrict
It's AL needs some ass quick
Won't settle for none
Cadence is spastic
It's matching my thoughts
Go on a run
And then piss on the box
Knees are still shaky
But I'm never flaky
It is what you make it I make it a lot
Sure do
And then it's time to slow down
Walking round with hands out only will leave you broke now
Heads are down people live in guillotine's it's a choke out
There's fog machines inside my dreams
It's time to bring the smoke out
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Baider
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