Wake Up

Wake up, get up, yeah
Wake up, get up, check my messages
I know I shouldn't right away, been listening to Huberman
But here I am again, I'm conscious in my head again
This cloudiness will fade away as soon as this espresso hits

Check my Instagram again
I'm not impressed with it
I'm not a pessimist
I just see life as full of suffering
But so did Jesus Christ, the Buddha, and the Jesuits
So I guess what my question is
Is what's behind that message then

Yeah, damn, I'm on some real shit
I'm on that rapper wave, but never touched a pill shit
I'm on that making hits, but still ain't signed a deal shit
But I'd never sign a deal unless we're talking mils shit
Oh, oh, no
I'm too young just to go and sell my soul
I got people telling me I'm getting old
But I'll keep doing this until I'm dead and cold
In the ground collecting mold
This music shit is not a choice
I'm steady grinding on the weekends
Can't go drinking with the boys (it's not a choice)
Turn the volume up to filter out the noise
We go to school and go to college just to go and get employed
And honestly to me employed sounds like deployed
I'm on the front lines fighting tyrants so my dreams don't get destroyed
These bosses seem to be somewhat like battle droids
They view the pinnacle of life as a partnership with Deloitte

But that's not me, no, it's just not
and growing up I was inspired by a lot
So before you hit the comments and say I'm cloning them just stop
Because I'm not, I spit ideas out to a vox
While you're going out and begging and pleading to get some box
You're just a bot, you're just someone that I'm not
I'm trying to change the world before I go and rot
Whether you're feeling me
Like lyrically or musically or personally or not
You stayed until I finished all my thoughts
Thank you all that means a lot

Thank you