F*cking pointless, bruv...
Doing this about 15 years
I'm thirty-three years old
I thought I'd be on my second world tour by now it's just
The music game is just dumbed down
So far, my art has not been received well
And I'm starting to think that the market
Is speaking more truth than my heart did
So if I quit writing is that depression, or overdue?
I empathize if none of y'all wanna look me in my eyes
And tell me the truth but
Your boy's got a bad rap
Mistake try to for ego but as a fact
I just can't stop flowin' turn off the tap
I know I talk out of turn cut me some slack
Cause I'm running out of lines and always running out of time
And I'm panicking at the legacy I'm leaving behind
And ever bit of sacrifice it took to keep the dream alive
My friends are getting hitched but I'm alone again
With the pen tonight
All I know is the bleeding out at these low-attendance shows
Rejection and that no one knows why I'm still doing this and
I'll admit that I'm in the same boat, broke
My EPs, at best Cs, released to so much apathy
That the sound of you not givin' a f*ck could be
It's own sixteen-piece symphony
Logistically, a bad dream
And a nightmare financially
Listen ladies I got nothin' in the bank to give ya
Could you maybe settle for some unsold CDs
Your boy's got a bad rap
The scene chewed him up and it sent him back
On stage he's having a panic attack
He believes in himself, no cancel that
Last week y'all motherf*ckers wanted to collab
Put me on the show, yeah you had my back
Leave the text on read and stab my back
Bro, alone is all I know
I'm good with that
Send me the beat
I'm my own worst enemy
Am the best, a beast
Or a fraud, it's killin' me
So insecure that a single word - even just impartial
And I will u-turn, all I've earned, all I've learned out the window
Let it go
You're a joke
Think about it, you know
Like f*ck bro
Like f*ck, bro
You've been at this seventeen years
Less than sixteen at your show
The crowd has spoke
Pack up, go home
All I know is the bleeding out at these low-attendance shows
Rejection and that no one knows why I'm still doing this and
I'll admit that I'm in the same boat, broke
All I know is the bleeding out at these low-attendance shows
Rejection and that no one knows why I'm still doing this and
I'll admit that I'm in the same boat, broke