Yo, my last dollar's got tape on it
If you don't like me yet... wait on it
Screen cracked, probably should've had a case on it
And it's a 5s, everybody hates on it
Whole style's a mile wide and inch deep
I bruise easily in dreams, don't pinch me
A million ways to complicate living simply
Last week alone must've tried like 50
Shit, mission creep every minute
Capricious, listless, attention diminished
Replenished, I'm back, blast past inhibition
Searching for truth, but I keep finding gimmicks
Limit mimicry in soliloquies
Slipping into sleep by the willow trees
They told me break a leg like I'm Willis Reed
Heard that a thousand times: millipede
Not a whole lot to see, not a lot to do
Got a hole in my sock and my pocket too
Turns out happiness is apocryphal
Tryna find a little joy in the obstacles
Yeah, attempt philosophical
Epistemological, end up comical
Kevin Garnett told me anything is possible
When I grow up, I wanna write jokes for popsicles
This got quilted through a lopsided pop filter
Off-kilter thought bubbles burst unfamiliar
Tilted syllables, slanted synonyms
Difficult to swallow like a tablespoon of cinnamon
Minimally cynical, what I'd like to be
Can't remember how that feels for the life of me
Jaded hater since eighth grade, it kinda sucks
Bad enough I only like my own early stuff
Pearly gates, I'm jealous of the fairly pious
Who don't believe miracles are confirmation bias
I'd be lying to myself if I tried it
But who am I to knock it if it makes them feel alive?
Not a whole lot to see, not a lot to do
Got a hole in my sock and my pocket too
Turns out happiness is apocryphal
Tryna find a little joy in the obstacles
Not a lot to do
Got a hole in my sock and my pocket too
Turns out happiness is apocryphal
Tryna find a little joy in the obstacles