Floating off five hits of this Cake cart.
Had a late start...
This day has got off to a great start.
Whoa.
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Checking my account just like a big stepper,
Knowing very well, I got like 45 cents left
And.
Oh!
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I could use some words of wisdom...
Insanity...
Repeating certain shit like I'm dumb.
Accountability inside of me
Prophetically done.
It all collided
Deep inside
It's like divided hadrons.
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It feels like 100K
Is better than 101...
Like counting backwards
Just to add it up
1000 to one...
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Anxiety keeps trying me.
It's telling me to get done.
Another hundred chapters added
That's 200 and one.
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Creatively,
I'll fucking shine
Till I burn out like the sun.
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I have to make this work somehow
My family thinks I'm the one...
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Huh...
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Floating off five hits of this Cake cart.
Had a late start...
This day has got off to a great start.
Whoa.
-
Checking my account and shit is so deranged
Scrapped together 47 dollars and some fuckin' change
Oh!
-
I could use some words of wisdom...
Poverty
Don't bother me
And yet it's making me numb
Like...whoa.
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Anxiety is second to none,
Rose colored lenses cause I'm searching for fun.
Like...whoa.
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Didn't think I'd cut that fast.
Huh?
Blue blockers on me cause I puff, puff, passed.
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Gotta charge
That little cart
So all that puff stuff last.
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Without that hit,
I spiral, shit.
I gotta clutch that pass.
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I gotta hit that shit.
I gotta ace that class.
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I need to balance quick.
I need to find some cash.
Fast...