(Man)
(Yeah)
(Look, ay)
I ain't signing nun' if it ain't looking right
(Heh)
F*ck a contract I'm self made
My confidence they tryin' to shrink that
I came a long way from having my feelings locked up in my head
Making music gave me something to work towards, if not make me better
I constantly strive for more
I used to keep things hidden away
Surfin'- uh
Suffering internally, taking all of the damage
Hot headed, short temper
Now I'm riding the wav, surfing no longer fear & loathing or feeling stranded
Being broke was the worst, fam
Fearing spending what I had left, no gas in the whip
At least I had some at the crib to hit
Knowing this ain't the right path
The stoney patterns became abstract, I gotta be the shift
I gotta be the change
I gotta want it more
I gotta grow tired of the pain
Can't keep numbing the pain
Can't keep numbing the pain
(Yeah, okay)
I came a long way from having my feelings locked up in my head
(Yeah)
(Yeah)