word vomit

I don't know, I feel like I'm just
Oh, it's so over
I'm just procrastinating

Yeah, gotta keep it grounded
Grateful I'm not in an office
Dropped out without a plan, sold a fucking grant
I ain't want an option
Momma said: Put that brain to use
Momma, I ain't got a brain to lose
Not even a single tightened screw
Promise I can make a way for you
A way for us, a way for me, a way for them
Never betray a single friend
A proper way to make a cent
Refrain from losin' all your sense

Tempting me, waving around dollar signs and big amounts
A lot shit I've dreamt about, I'd take the bait, but I'm too proud
I'm ego-driven, egotistic, treat me like I'm someone gifted
Like a finger of mine was never lifted
Put in my hours, you never listen
I don't really do shit, I wake up and make a lil music
I got up and got me some muscle, don't matter if I cannot use it
My body still weak as hell, my mind is weak as ever
Knowing that I'm weak as fuck, and beaten up
I got what I wanted, it ain't enough, I'm

Thinking 'bout it (all)
Thinking 'bout it all
Thinking 'bout it all, thinking 'bout it all

Yeah, gotta keep it grounded
Grateful I'm not in an office
Dropped out without a plan, sold a fuckin' grant
I ain't want an option
What if I put my brain to use?
What if I was too scared to lose?
Luckily, I'm delusional
And promised I could make a way for you
A way for us, a way for me, a way for them
Never betray a single friend
A proper way to make a cent
Refrain from losin' all your sense

Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

I, I remember as a little kid
I wanted to be famous or something
Obviously that never happened