You’re mimicking..

[Verse 1]
Being lost 'bout this long feel like the best high
Smoke clouds everything I assess I'm stepping through this plane to the next one
And the more pain faced means more direction
But who the fuck left here to mark the ending?
The start set off by a pistol round
People with shook hands are quick to turn
Floors made of wax and the roofs gon' burn
My gut hurts this is just another lesson learned
Don't find truth in the hands of a bird
Absurd still flying at a top class speed
Roof touching on some bomb ass tree
Bring palm to teeth
If you fuck with me or my team
And by team I mean a backwards me with no teeth
Just a vision I made
'Cause nobody serves me
Living in a castle still unworthy
Don't coddle
It's not working
Taking a walk hope a train might hurt me
But nothing's hurting it's quiet
That's just a little harder to digest
I didn't do my part
I can't die yet
Got a little bit in me
Kick hard like a drum turned up four DB
Burn up 110 degrees outside
Might melt in this NorCal heat
It's the same damn place all the chaos meet
Know the same city scenes like the back of my hand
Bland architecture take a brutalist stance
Penning long nights looking harder to Curtis
Suddenly find the answer I'm searching
In lack of a purpose define none
Live life like you're gonna see the next one
And take my time but assess it wisely
Stake too much won't treat you kindly
Bartering an asset that's apart of my life
Sitting at a table at the fucking wrong side
Motherfucker I don't treat nice, get none
You gotta fuck up bad if I'on' like you
Motherfucker I don't treat nice ain't get none
Gotta fuck up bad if I'on' like you

[Verse 2]
Bring it in
Bring the Saks
Bring it
This is a message to the 21st century
You are granted a pass to resent me
I can't keep good to your time or date
Gliding on by getting high in place
Of my mission but I find it yet again and again
Gripping to a mic or drying a pen
Switch to automatic like a message it sends
One wrong move and you're watching me ending
They pay a cost to resent me
Kicked to shoebox now while I'm plenty up
In my head at least
We all got the same debt to please
Butting out the frame of a perfect picture
Listen when they preach and you get it quicker
Or stumble like a suicidal rat in a drain
Hope you're clawing out feel like a video game
(Turning out okay)
(Despite trivial wrongs)
Though a rat in cage can't
Escape from
A gunshot
A gunshot
(It's all okay)
(Hold onto me I'm strong)
You can't beat it out
You can't beat it if ya blinded
If ya throwing salt in ya eye (Beat it if ya blinded)
No disguising
It's not where you belong (Not where you belong)
No suicide for you (No suicide for you)
When they sing along (No [?] for you)
(They do, [?])
None for you, none for you, none for you, none for you, none for you