Said some things in old songs I wouldn't say today
It's okay to change
That's the whole game
Overstay a welcome
Overstay an age
Who's keeping track of time anyway?
I guess I was in eighth grade when I bought a G-Shock on a class trip
It still works and I've never changed the battery
But I have a limited social battery
And I feel sick when people get mad at me
Days blend together if i'm not careful
Popping several top shelf dark liquors on schedule doesn't sound helpful right now
I'd rather study how to make something timeless
Or study my own habits
I'm lucky I'm so obsessed with loving all of my flaws
The sunniest of the bunch might actually be withdrawn
I haven't drawn in a minute
That might be my next call
Why do we stop drawing when we turn into adults?
You know?
Why do we stop drawing when we turn into adults?
Why do we stop doing all the things we love?
Why do we?
'Cause like you said, it's okay to change
And time changes on the daily, so amazing
It's insane to think that what we used to do wouldn't fade
Even writing and producing
Only thing that's included on a list of guarantees
Six feet below the surface
And it's crucial to the air but show respect to the truth
That's the shit you need near when you fear that you're losing
But the truth is that you're not
Keep that hand in the pot
And keep stirring 'cause the soup is kind of hot
When you stir it, keep blowing, cool it off
That is life
When the time is right I'll sacrifice it all to keep my spot
What is next?
I don't know but stick around
'Cause I'm constantly plotting
I'm constantly plotting
I used to dance
I used to draw
I tried to sing, couldn't really sing, but Imma try
Fell in love with writing riddles from my head
Now look at me, uh
Speaking of G-Shock
R.I.P Shock G
2021 has came and took too many from the culture
Sick, I need some healing
Take a sip from the potion
But the liquor's only numbing the pain temporarily, yo
But it's cool 'cause sometimes is just way too hard to stomach, I can't
IBS, the pain
Music's all I have, I keep spitting this pain
Pistol to my brain
Spread my thoughts on this world like paint
Why do we stop drawing when we turn into adults?
Why do we stop drawing when we turn into adults?
Why do we stop drawing when we turn into adults?
Why do we stop?