hauntin' something i don't know the name of through my ugly limbs
i'm wanderin' wonderin' where did i go
wanderin' wonderin' where is my ghost
if i died a long time ago where would it go
'cause i don't feel alive in this world
but i'll cope through drugs and escapism
all that i know
is i don't feel satisfied living alone
i don't feel satisfied being myself
no
i don't feel satisfied going through hell
so i arose in the morning with a true hope in me
tryna bring change like the new pope simply
never understood why my crew coped with me
until i realized they were all a few clones of me
and that's fine 'long as these rap lines make me
fun dude to be around they'll still stay
see
then my fanbase doubled in a month
while i slept all day
catching rest y'all'd say
but
truthfully i was so stupidly sat in a state of anxiety spewing these raps
from my mind to the paper
to you and then back
'til it no longer sounded like me on the track
when i listen to it
my issues had exited it
took the express from my brain to the exodus
traveled for miles on a path through my head
discovering questions and asking them
when my friends came knockin'
i'm in bed
i z-z-z pretend i'm dead
sayin' atlas isn't here he's traversing his regrets
no
atlas isn't here he's reversing the effects of. friends come knocking
i'm in bed
i z-z-z pretend i'm dead
cause atlas isn't here he's just searching for his meds
no
atlas isn't here he's obsessing over death
see the
the moral of the story is i- i guess that things are gonna get better
and then they're probably gonna get worse again but
in the long run the better times tend to out-weigh the worse ones. and i'm not a philosopher or
definitely not a genius of any sort. but i am a well spoken rap artist on the internet and from experience i can pretty confidently say that shit's gonna improve somehow so
just
do- do what you gotta do i guess you know like. do what you gotta do. make yourself happy. as long as it's not illegal. that's a- that's a debate for another time whatever