Woke up, dropped my brain on the floor
Wake up, feel the rain on the door
Warm showers, seen warmer than before
Burn my skin, till the breaking of day in my dawn
Old flowers, found on the train on the floor
He's slide now, think that I'll pay for it all
She's fine now, knowing the game that it calls
I'm outside now, banging panes on the door
Fly high now, safe travels as you take yourself to another world, another dimension
Cold feet on a plane in ascension
Don't turn back now, ignore the likes and mentions clown rappers, just soaking up all the attention
It's about time real music was heard But all I seem to hear is these brain dead bars
From brain dead artists, dried in the sun and we call them a has-been
Tryna be lyrical but boy you sound, wait, I meant stupid
I got you scrambling for love, like I'm Cupid and words are just arrows
Sink your ship fast cracking jokes like Jack Sparrow
These lot think there the shit, they're not even what follows
Now you're thinking bout regret, as I circles round your head
Unfortunately, where you are now, it's as close as what you will get
So enjoy bumping the train, and smoking on the met
You're gonna have a tough time, stomaching what I get
Wait not what I get, it's just what I earnt
That's what happens put your face the dirt
Then charge head first, into the bullets that'll burn
They might take your words, but they'll never take your skill
My talent is prevalent, and delusion is what you feel
So enjoy spending time, watching Instagram reels
I'll be at the table, probably buying your meals
Do it as a favour, see how it feels
You said no hand outs, and boy your so real
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woke up, dropped my brain on the floor
Wake up, feel the rain on the door
Warm showers, seen warmer than before
Burn my skin, till the breaking of day in my dawn