Caillou

[Verse 1: Kid Pesto]
In the junction, tryna get through
On my way home, hope I don't find you
And I’m white like fucking Caillou
What it is what it do?

I been tryna make moves, till I make profits (yeah)
Put a little money in my pockets (yeah)
If I don't believe in myself, then i can't do nada
(yeah)

Everybody dies young
Everyone dies solo, everything sucks
And I’ve got a lot of regrets
But I could never trust myself, and I

I am just myself, till I adjust myself and get crackin'
I could never plan this shit, it just happened
All my eggs in one basket
I could not

Carry the weight of my burden, for long, so I
Hurled it right into the sun
I couldn't handle the heaviness
I had to pack it and run

Spend all of my funds
On something i don't even want
Can't do enough (yeah)
Thunder comes after the punch

I need to C H I L L
…
All of my homies are backing me still
But I need to save till I'm stacking a mil
Back in the lab, use my mind as a weapon to kill

Sever my ego, murder my greed
Rescue humility please
I need to breathe, all of this pressure is killing me
Peace

[Chorus: Kid Pesto]
Can't behave when there's pressure on my brain, and I
Let it get the best of me, every single day
Can’t get by, with this pressure on my mind, oh my god, I need
Time, I need space, I can’t fret my life away
(Yuh)

Can't behave when there’s pressure on my brain, and I
Let it get the best of me, every single day
Can't get by, with this pressure on my mind, oh my god, I need
Time, I need space, I can't fret my life away
(Yuh)

[Bridge: Zen Stokely]
Micro-dosing off the vibration
Gotta keep my pupils dilated
My emotions get behind me

Micro-dosing off the vibration
Gotta keep my pupils dilated
My emotions go beyond me

[Verse 2: Zen Stokely]
I hope that I can see you another day tomorrow
Another minute or a moment to be grateful for
When they be treating everybody like a trading card
Another number in the race to create a job

Play the part, that connected
Tutenkamen, Nas and Frederick
Heir cut from the same cloth
A hop in a face-off with the leather face

Chainsaw many massacred
For heaven sake's till I crash and burn
Up in Heaven’s gate with the magic word
Tryna open up and never have concern

Instead of bolted shut in thinking afterward
After word, afterward, afterward...
I cannot wait handling this weight

I need the space, I need some time
That be the essence, exit the mind
Nothing to question and nothing to guess
Like having a guest or aggression recess

This is the shit that I wish that I said
Sickened attempt to get out of my head
Got picks in my fro with the fist in the air
Contrast but never compare

[Chorus: Kid Pesto]
Can't behave when there's pressure on my brain, and I
Let it get the best of me, every single day
Can't get by, with this pressure on my mind, oh my god, I need
Time, I need space, I can't fret my life away
(Yuh)

Can't behave when there's pressure on my brain, and I
Let it get the best of me, every single day
Can't get by, with this pressure on my mind, oh my god, I need
Time, I need space, I can't fret my life away
(Yuh)