Текст песни Jettison - ¡MAYDAY!

Future visions
From the future
From the future
From the future
Are you from the future?
From the future

Live from my DeLorean, time to hit the road again
Feeling like an unintentional historian
Questioning my motives and my family's own origins
'Bout to find another sun whose gravity I'll orbit in
Personnel changes, opportunities keep pouring in
Walking like I'm Kara Dean, don't know when the show will end
Hundred miles and running, singing nothing but the choruses
Fortunate we never lost sights of our coordinates
Nobody ever told me there'd be times like these
Seen idols turn to punchlines for comic relief
While nothing seems sacred, we still pray on our knees
And thrown out with recycling by the time you agree, you see
If by chance I get to dance amongst the greats again
I hope to burst an artery before the song ends
These paparazzi's better have themselves a longer lens
My comfort zone is getting smaller, need a taller fence
Lost in the moment since before you started scrolling
Fighting my own opponents while I'm poisoning the rodents
If I point at the stars, then I'm probably tryna phone in
So just tell me what direction that you're going in
See I'm a leader in the cage with the slaves, being trained
Doing shit I dreamt about as a kid, in a haze
I admit that looking back's getting more painful these days
So I keep my eyes pointed towards the skyscrapes

And I could die today, so I should mention
That I've been steady repping, with or without a pendant
With or without acceptance, good tidings or their blessings
That same burn inside the eyes of every question
I've been guessing since I was a little freshman
Trying to skip the lessons
Finger fucking flesh and learning how to know the yes man
I'm sorry y'all, but my polite side's gone hiatus
Sipping Mai Tais with Vain in a time that's beyond heinous
Shit, you wanna be famous? No you don't, you want a free ride
You ain't got the soul it takes to finally stake a claim to seaside
Bleed, sweat, we cried, times ain't sweet, my
Life is like a beeline, whole outlook is deep fried
This verse is for the hip-hop kiddy that I used to be
That thought he'd change the world with
Good intentions, what a fool of me
It's all the same, but I'm still tryna act as if it's new to me
And keep these people here when they
Prefer to hang their boots and leave
Exit strategies and back batteries
Success is in my future, when it comes, just don't be mad at me
I got tomorrow on the brain before today
And when the sun sets is when the futurists come out to play

This is new lines, time to shine
God's gonna win at the finish line
Got fam to feed, been planning speech
I'ma raise mine now, no killing time
Jettison, jettison, these words here be the medicine
Jettison, jettison, the future is now, please let us in