Lyrics Demons - Willis

I was about six minutes from quitin'!
Six from being finished, i'm just not the same person I was supposed to be!
This just isn't the mission!
But i'm still spittin', i'm still livin', i'm still givin' it the motha' fuckin' best I can give it!
This is everything I want, so why the hell would I refuse?
But ask me if i'm ready, and don't even get the truth, I don't even give a fuck!
I don't need to know its true, all I need to know is people know i'm keepin' close to veiw! (agh)
But fall asleep and i'm gone, waken' up, checkin' my phone, its eleven thirty, good morn'!
Betta' get up and go upstairs!
Betta' pull up a chair, betta' start to write some verses, make a beat, shit I don't care!
I will not become a lost one, not an option, shootin' for the drivers seat!
I'm not callin' no shotgun, and Charlie called me with some shows, thats fuckin' awesome!
But I betta' rip the stage, and bring the action fuckin' Bronsen!.
Supposed to write a paper, i'm busy writen' this song!
I'm busy wonderin', "where in the world i'm goin'?" (agh)
Checkin' boxes, what's my gpa?
Feelin' nauseous, fuck it i'll run away!
Never goin' back; never movin' forward, i'm stuck, and to make matters worse, I seem to not even give a fuck!
Seem like, everybody tells me since i'm feelin' lost, I could always take a year off, but what would be the cost?
Get a small apartment, and a steady job?
Nine to five everyday, takin' orders from a boss?
Comin' home to realize I only wanna' stop, what a constant barrage on my heart turns light to dark? (hell nah)
Its time I step up, and leave demons back, mabey make some peace with my mind, and get some sleepin' back!
Remember sleepin' on the floor in dirty sleepin' bags!
Imagine your drivin' to school in a car we don't even have!
Three o'clock, it's sixteen degrees, the bus aint' comin' four o'nine, fuck i'm 'bout to freeze!
Walkin' to the shelter, I can feel it in my knees!
I see people drivin' past me blastin' he gonn' feel the breeze! (shit)
I'm just anotha' motha' fucka' huh?.
I'm just anotha' one to sunder ya'?
End of the week check's lookin' slenda', all I ever wanted to be, was a contenda'!
In six minutes or less, I flipped my whole agenda!
Got a letta' from university, said return to senda'!
Cuz' one day when i'm drivin' in the snow in some december, i'll pass forty sixth, and college and remember!.
(Remember, remember, remember)
(I'll pass forty six and college and remember)
(Ohhh yea)
(I'll remember)