Mm Ba-da-bum I know, dude (Yeah, yeah) There's hella outtakes in this intro (Oh shit!) OK, Ok, ok Yo (Oh shit!) Look What's the point of being sober if I'm oversleepin'? I'm making music every day but lately don't release it Where's the value in creations of a clear head When the head is so intent on rest I can't share them? I know that sleep is essential and if I'm being honest The sleep department's still in need and really ain't the problem Intoxication wasn't either They just both revolve around the culprit of my progress losses It's my phone I'm callin' out Thought I was immune cuz supposedly 'I'm so in tune with nature' But to keep it real, I'm totally consumed With the consumption of sweet nothings (Unh) I keep thumbing the screen as if I need something I can't find Starin' at the light so long it gives my eyes tan lines I walk a fine-ass line between the preacher And people who don't heed anything that is preached I stay hydrated with holy water but my chalice leaks Call it what you want, call it what you will If you believe in what you're sayin', turn it up a lil louder There's power in the prowess of the spoken word Don't concern yourself with how people perceive your chosen words Should take my own advice once or twice, but I don't for sure Claims and confessions what I wrote over this overture Call it what you want, call it what you will But if you're unsure of what you're sayin', turn it down a lil bit Almost forgot to write today Not for lack of things that I'd like to say It's hard to find the right phrases in a tidal wave Of words inside my brain; why I lie awake is no wonder Grow up to discover there's no slumber in a party And it's possible to party so much you don't want to A part of your soul they stole from ya I served my sentence with no commas Now I'm running on fumes, nothing to lose A lot of something's to prove Table for one in the booth, please I'm not afraid to wait as long as it takes However many takes it takes the song to get made I hold so much potential in the palm of my hand If I don't release it, it's too much to withstand But there's a difference when it's crumbling sand That's slipping through my fingers Do any of y'all understand? I can't call it Call it what you want, call it what you will If you believe in what I'm sayin', turn it up a lil louder There's power in the prowess of the spoken word Don't concern yourself with how people perceive your chosen words Should take my own advice once or twice, but I don't for sure Claims and confessions what I wrote over this overture Call it whatever you wanna call it Just remember talk is cheap unless the talk is honest