[Intro] Past nine, flung doors Earphones, rain pours [Verse 1] Meet myself in the middle of a parking lot Pitch black night kind of parking lot Open doors, out the library Books left behind, I just read to read Stroll down streets, beats in my ear Don't know about you, its all I need As I slowly start rapping out of habit U Don't Know, My Name Is, 99 Problems I catch fire on my tongue, and I spit it out Pedestrians pa** by, eyes on the ground Hands move like rapper hands use to Sense of self claimed, and it feels so good Fit the bill of a loser - thinking In the company of musicians The greatest living As you listen, I start living [Hook] But this is just an empty parking lot My rain, pitch black night kinda parking lot Meaningful connects I lack a lot Break away, walk out, come alive But this is just an empty parking lot My rain, pitch black night kinda parking lot I come alive [Verse 2] Hard to connect without TMI No TLC, L.O.V.E. aside Is why music helps me to express some New Thought State of mind daily lesson No nudes, yet feeling exposed Girl looks loved/feared both the most Supposedly because they are on top of that Whole emotional maze social habitat Thirty years and beginning to question that Good for me, right - slowly on top of that Good s** and all the positions 100 percent sure, something is missing Fixed positions feed algorithms Be your bullsh**, keep what your being Talking to myself, take my own advice Silly thoughts shared help silly walks of life [Hook] But this is just an empty parking lot My rain, pitch black night kinda parking lot Meaningful connects I lack a lot Break away, walk out, come alive Whooo