[Verse]
Good morning apathy
You might be a bit early, actually
Give it up so the cats can see
That I am giving myself
No credit when the time tells
It's like the third timed hell
I been saying I do well
I been saying I got the positive images in my head
Been promising that I take some time off to care for myself
Like to think that I'm doing better than I actually do
I've been scraping through my brain and still I leave some residue
Dirty gla** with a used fork like penguin-sport
Sitting in my Audi is like I'm sitting in court
Feel like Sophie Haas when I'm handling rapping
But actually I'm more like Schäffer if I get it to cracking
I mean , I've never been slacking
I grab my phone and I'm texting
The same five people that I always turn to when I'm in stress
My whole limbs are spaghetti, add parmesan while I'm at it
I'm getting eaten by my head because my poison is lead
It keeps burning the bridges
I can't contact, though I'm itching
You scratch the surface, you're with it
But you don't want your percentage
Alienating the people
I'm sticking out like a Zebra
But because I'm so small
I keep on counting amnesias
Cheetahs, coming out the cathedral
If you f** with the homie pour a shot of that tequila
[Outro]
There are so many things that I need to do before I die
There are so many things I need to do before I die
But somehow, I can't get to them
[Sample]
d**h closes all, but something ere the end, some work of noble note may yet be done