Wish I had

Hungry but dont wanna eat
Ready to go but, stuck in a seat
Recliner elevate my feet, brink of defeat
But this show helping me find the will
Need the drive, I needa feel
Did a little bit, got sweaty as shit
Now my plans seem less than legit
Gotta commit but, maybe I’ll wait and have a sit
Melancholy means standing still
Have a lobster dinner but clean out the tamale
That shit’s shit, let’s be real
Not begging anyone for a taste
But I will not leave this earth without a trace
I may be stuck today, and that’s okay
Learning to push back again, let go the indifference
But that hunger never diminish
Look at my fat ass, can you distinguish?
Para usted ingles, slap ya face with my bitch tits, I’m limitless

Hook:
Wish I had more, wish I had less
Wish I had more, wish I had less
Clothes lost their fit
But only by a little bit

One foot in the game, only myself to blame
One man show, somedays down low
Minutes left, hope I can cook it up like a chef
Taking action like my name was Bronson
Lifting weights having a fight with my conscience
I love this, don’t wanna give it up
Used to be living it up, yup, this year sucked
But maybe not… forced to learn
Had time to yearn, feel the burn
Hard to discern how long this’ll take
Thighs ache while I fill up my plate
Pushing harder into the cushions
Ready to blow, but this food I’m mushing, into my face
Crumbs all over the place
It doesn’t make me love myself more, that’s for sure
Not that I hate, but I could use a little less
Belly a mess, have another slice with jelly
Staircase makes me sweat, but I’ve heard success comes in steps
Never all at once, wish I had some snacks I could munch

Hook

Pen is fast, faster while I fast
Won't explain myself but always feel the urge
Wish in person I could hold back the words, find the courage
The old me I’mma purge
Stomach upset, while you look along sus
Trust, this is just the beginning, bet

Hook x2