Head South

The prodigy that's me
Write on the walls for centuries
The omen told a prophecy
Look out for Seth that's me
I'm the last degree
It's evident you all still feed that
My ego
That's a fact
Inflated so high my heads in a space vacuum from here I can see I deserve that
Recognition now I'm on the attack
Making bigger moves now I can turn
Use my time well now
No room to slack
Tick tock
Times up
Didn't make it
What a drag
Fuck that I gotta drive now
Gotta be fast
Got plans now
Bring the Bois making cash
Circles close all the fake better move fast
Yeah move your ass

Fuck these fakes we're far to late
Turn around we'll head south
Your black hearts a little mess I want to take
Feel the night I'll take your pain out

Imma break it

Why do I always doubt myself
My brain causes constant stress
Procrastinating in all my free time
My lack of effort drives my emotional mess
Now in the meantime me time gonna grind all the time
Writing in public any chance to get a new line
I find myself more with every single rhyme
It's a new escape keeps a smile on my face
No matter what's died on the inside
Take a look at my insides
Emptied out hollow cage where I do my time
Karma is the crime
Question being am receiving the good or bad kind
Got a feeling that you're kind I'm fine
I'm gonna spend my time
Making lanes hitch a buss ride
I'm heading down south
It's where I'll make the headlines

Fuck these fakes we're far to late
Turn around we'll head south
Your black hearts a little mess I want to take
Feel the night I'll take your pain out

Always in the music
When I'm not
I'm in drugs
I abuse it