I find a best fit line
Got dots with no design
I thought I was in time
I'm not, it's no denyin'
I tried to grow and define
The thoughts I hold in my mind
And toss the old ones aside
But it's hard to know the divide
So why do I try
Just to find the right lines
With lies that minimize
The prize in my pride
Keep blocking off any prize
The options are getting by
The clouds in enemy skies
I'm doubting everything twice
I'm tired, I'm not wired
To really do what's required
I mired down by some irony
I'm ain't feeling inspired
So why are we swimming in circles
In search servin' a purpose
Uncertain of what's been worth it
Determined to function perfect, yeah
Awkward moments off the dome
You talkin' big but I forget it
Always got a proper flow
Get off the topic y'all presentin'
I don't need no options
Livin' obstinate, no hops to end this
I'm just here to talk some shit
No toxic shit, just thoughts I'm givin'
Yeah, I see the cost diminish
Caution in this constant image
Oscillating on and off these obsolete and odd incentives
I been sittin' shotgun and finished fishing for the carpet
And this isn't what I thought
I'm getting caught before I started slippin'-
I guess I'm livin' softly, searchin' through the quasi-
Put my truth in Google Docs
I move these thoughts like who gon' dox me
Poison pills, I don't need no Oxy
Poise that kill, I'm a lethal rock, see
Boy just chill, better ease up off me
Gorgeous skill, everything's so glossy
Hold this L, man I'm old as hell
But you still ain't this, and you know this well
Better focus enough 'til you know yourself
Never openin' up, then you owe yourself
Yuh, yuh
That's the golden skill
Yuh, yuh
Get a hold of yourself
Don't run up faith, you'll get cut up
Wait, need to unobtain
Any high that you think you on
Bendin' minds that been sane too long
Minimize the new angle, God
Ain't the time for new games, move on
I'm just playing, I'm fine with staying
I like complaining, I love it here
Everybody grown up in here
Ain't nobody know nothing here
Everybody keep it lovey-dovey
'Til they talkin' shit, it's all becoming ugly
You ain't bothering, you ain't one to dummy
Gotta pass it up and get nothing from me
Crash, crash, gotta scratch that
Auto, ah just to pass past
Keep it up and be like Nasdaq
Never see me fuck with these sad sacks
That's that