Final

[Chorus]
Kicks made me mad at this melodic stuff
I need to get out
These things that I got, are too rough
On this project I had many doubt
In everything, I had enough
But I had very failed clout
I didn't have anything, I wasn't tough
It made me fall into a pile throughout

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you a story about how I wanted to get out
I was chilling in my room, I had no route
No path I wanted to go in life
My path got chosen as soon as the kick drought
In the drought, I was shoutin'
I was like, it can't be that bad, I was doubting
Then I saw my backyard, it went sprouting
It's finally over, thank God and

[Chorus]
Kicks made me mad at this melodic stuff
I need to get out
These things that I got, are too rough
On this project I had many doubt
In everything, I had enough
But I had very failed clout
I didn't have anything, I wasn't tough
It made me fall into a pile throughout

[Verse 2]
But when the drought was over, it wasn't over yet
That's what I needed to get
I thought everything was fixed, but it was 90, tried to forget
And then all my debt started to pile
I was trapped in this place, no metaphor
I had no where else to go, but I settled for it
And yes I had many dilemmas for it
But in the end, I think I found a metal ore and

[Chorus]
Kicks made me mad at this melodic stuff
I need to get out
These things that I got, are too rough
On this project I had many doubt
In everything, I had enough
But I had very failed clout
I didn't have anything, I wasn't tough
It made me fall into a pile throughout