Fuck it, give me the mic and I might be tryna make you mindful
Like an extra long hit that makes you sick in the pipe
Stick to the scripts or pick your fights well
Cuz these people want you dead and hell isn't for visiting rights
Fuck it, give it a try, just promise I can come by and pick up your shit when you die
If you survive, well then
Sometimes the shit's the game and then sometimes the shit's the players
But I promise you that I don't want your pity tonight
Cuz I've been bruised, sure, loser
It's hard to make a move when every move hurts
Feels like I'm limited to two terms
Fuckup or give up, can't pick so you first
How can I make it, I'm able to skate
But if skating means just getting by then I hate it
I live in this world but this world leaves me vacant
If I cannot change it then I must replace it

Cuz I'm over it
Really
Yeah I never even really had a hold of it
Oh
Yeah
Shit
But I learned from it
Yeah
No, not really, I think I still yearn for it
Yeah
Yeah, like, yeah, what'd I earn from it
Over it? Shit, might be closer, but
What
Well I know for a fact that it's faster to cope with it
Well I'll factor em both
Leave the records and hearts where you've broken em

Folks who grew up with money don't get why you're struggling
They don't see the jobs that you're juggling
See cuz to them it's for fun
They don't know when you clock out, you've only begun
So don't try to talk talent to true elites
Cuz when they stand on their skills you can't see eye to eye with a booster seat
You can't be close to what they are, you're losing sleep
Just tryna comprehend who can be
I'm in love with this game
But be painfully honest, our starting point wasn't the same
So what can I train to be on par with legends who came up before me
I wasn't a name
Every company's crooked and dare I say boards are the same
I've been bored with these boards and there's more that's important to say
But I'm fed up of talking, I'm just looking for an escape

Cuz I'm over it
Really
Yeah I never even really had a hold of it
Oh
Yeah
Shit
But I learned from it
Yeah
No, not really, I think I still yearn for it
Yeah
Yeah, like, yeah, what'd I earn from it
Over it? Shit, might be closer, but
What
Well I know for a fact that it's faster to cope with it
Well I'll factor em both
Leave the records and hearts where you've broken em