This spectacle's for individuals, not the bigger groups
It's not political, my affiliation's minimal
I'm tryna get at you through rhythm, spitting lyrical
My mission's been to vent since my inception, listen, hear in full
I hope I'm reaching ya, Matisse's vocals speaking up
I mean to quote the deep and heat up social media
But I don't meme enough, I believe in something serious
I'm better than the internet is letting on, believe it
But even as I'm saying all these self-elating statements
My aim is to relate to all the failures staying shameless
We had our dreams, but we're languishing in anguish
We're angry in the Matrix, but were unwilling to change it
And that's okay yo, as long as we don't complain though
Having no solution makes it whining, and that ain't adult
The pain is cold, gut wrenching and it takes its toll
We may be old, but we've never been relatable
Is that a failure though? Suffering in sounds of silence?
Empowered minds tend to fight, and that's the loudest quiet
I tried relying on tyrants when seeking guidance
But they would keep me shy and stifle vibrance, then my life ends
Now that was hurtful, universal, I'm sure that you know
So I move immersing myself in tunes, it's scuba through flow
But there's a loophole, its twofold, its futile
It's highly unlikely that I'll survive 30, so cue the funeral