I'm AlrightMy mom told me I should stop sleeping so late.It’s affecting my health.Mum, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.I have too much I want to do before I die;And too little time.It’s arrogant to say, but I won’t be satisfied with just being good,I want to be the best.Pokémon Master of the world: It’s my destiny.From a balcony, is the only time,I hope you’ll look down on me.I want to fight the demons in my head.I mostly feel uncomfortable when I’m not working.Writing, music, filming, whatever, it doesn’t matter;I just need to keep myself busy,Anything to stop me from picking up a gin bottle.Mum, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.Fuck this health thing.Mommy, I’m alright.I just want you to be proud of me.I’m sorry.
LostSick. Lost. I finally found peace.
BannedMy mind is a libraryLined with banned books.I've been copying them downIn fear that someoneWill Burn them down.
Rhythm n' FeelingMy heart is more feeling than rhythm.My head is more thought than feeling.I’ve been trying to synchronize bothTo the sounds of your footsteps,And soundtrack of your life.But I keep falling off tempo,And hitting sour notes,Though maybe, just maybe,You’re just more noise than music.
HollowToday –The world feels hollow.I feel like I could fallthrough the stepsto heaven, and nevermake my way back up.I feel like I could breakIt’s heart and devourThe pieces.Today –The world feels hollow.I feel like I could crush itwith mere ounces of my strength.give me a leverand a place to standand I’ll feel like I could lift us up.
In My DreamsI met her in my dreams.She tells me she’s lonely, I told her I’m similar.I tell her everything; she whispers back“It’s okay. I’m here, you’re alive. You’re breathing.”She’s the reason I picked up all the pens I did.The reason I don’t want to sleep most days anymore.My tears fall every time someone sells her out.I hate that people use her for the fame & the wealth.And act like she would give herself up for free.And act like she would give herself up for free.My text says “I need you more than ever.”But wait a minute.What am I thinking?Why did I send that?I’m not ready for that.Not ready to commit.‘Cause I’d be really bad at it.‘Cause I’m only thinking about me.I’m only thinking about me.The more honest I get, the weirder you get.And I’m fine with that.The more honest I get, the more they hate you.Are you fine with that?Friends ask all the time,If you&
BORN HATERI’m so raw, how could I now shine?I’m so dope, they think I’m a’ coke line.The Asian millhouse with a flow so silly,With rhymes so nerdy like…really?‘Bout to blow up like I’m chilling by the Gaza,Try to put me down but like Sway, you ain’t got the answers.I’m the new Jay-Z, watch. I’m ganna steal that throne.Y’all never sold out, you just wrote boring songs,If your flow’s sick, then mine’s the vaccine.How are you ganna pass me by when I’m on the far side?How you ganna keep up when I’m this fly?You got zero bars like your damn wi-fi.By the time I’m 21, I’m ganna be the best.That’s to anyone; I’ll put you all to rest.I don’t fuck around, so put your cloth back on.Ganna shake up the world like Kwon Ji Yong. You better be better than me, I’m doing four other things,If not, honesty, that’s just embarrassing.They wanna hate but off the in
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