Jakey SFTS - Infinite Potential lyrics

[Verse 1] Climbing to the climax Plots thicken with complexity Running through the ripples Rearranging the rememberings Dismembering hippocampus sectionings Burning ember soul Take a stroll With the alleged December degenerate Forget the corporate etiquette As I remember it Before flipping peppermints I would've been the first Latino president Imagine that From sagging pants To tailored attire But young desires change Sites change And minds change Only thing that stayed the same Protruding vertebrae Annihilated cells To hell with what remains Eternal slumber behind the wheel of the motor vehicle I operate The motor vehicle I operate [Hook] Palms against my temples Can't make up my mental Y Otro dia pasa wasting infinite potential Cause I ask to many questions when I get into the mess I ask to many questions when I get into the mess Palms against my temples Can't make up my mental Y Otro dia pasa wasting infinite potential Cause I ask to many questions when I get into the mess I ask to many questions when I get into the mess [Verse 2] Time is of the essence Essential decisions detrimental Can't make up the mental Didn't mention benefits 28 hour cap 'll keep you from catching Health or dental And that is the way it is Commercials to your residence Subliminal messages sent Can't pay your rent But give us 19 cents And will feed every homeless kid you never met Morally correct I guess But what about the kiddie poohs On this side of the swimming pool Tomorrow he turns 22 Still rocking underoos to school You find that appropriate Make an a** of your a**ociates Pa** the torch and no one's there to be holding it Dead floating in the water Still don't know where his scrotum is [Hook] Palms against my temples Can't make up my mental Y Otro dia pasa wasting infinite potential Cause I ask to many questions when I get into the mess I ask to many questions when I get into the mess Palms against my temples Can't make up my mental Y Otro dia pasa wasting infinite potential Cause I ask to many questions when I get into the mess I ask to many questions when I get into the mess [Verse 3] Drop bombs on my forehead Suffer from a lack of focus Success is around the corner Organ donor Pick my brain with forceps Thoughts in order now I know what's important Nothing to lose So I throw bows at an impenetrable fortress [Outro] Palms against my temples Can't make up my mental Y Otro dia pasa wasting infinite potential All my dreams are Nylon baby