But it's on you, like you gotta educate yourself
Like
Take a moment
Like play some sony
Don't feel your only purpose is work
The cure of desire make you feel berserk
And your fire lurk in the moments in between
Turn off a screen and let your blood bleed
Human. Doing what he or she can
Not trying to beat yourself, man
It's difficult coming out of a spell of unproductivity
Not feeling well
But the well still the same
Draw the water and fan your flame
Call it what it is
Only ups and down in this biz
New tech, old tech, no checks
Oh yes, I know the feeling of a failed sesh
Skin peeling off when you feeling no progress
They don't reply, so you pausing all your shit
Like you got no options it's
Rough, but you gotta get through so, keep on pressin those keys
Head nodding and grooving just like the legends who did it
You can do it too
I believe in you
Can't see the time spent, where I was
No attachments
Kept my aim. Why I hold so much back, then
Business out from the self, turned gutted-out shells
And sold out to the masses
Hollowed my soul, or am I over-reacting
Carve my bones into needles
See how their hands did battle
Easy to monitor people
When their dreams dismantled
So, my path cut through courses, when you living on giants
Mounded with earth, but their spirits not silent
Nah
I may be prompted by em, but to the end of me shortsighted
This a movement with springs at our feet
Bring life on the road, but we
Well underneath
Doing
Well underneath, yeah