gym class laps / Find My Way

I ain't gettin' younger, I'm a make it fuckin' happen
In the same old loop, gym class, keep on lappin'
Shitty little kid, pourin' heart out into rappin'
They silenced for now, but one day he'll get reactions
I ain't gettin' younger, i'ma make it fuckin' happen
In the same old loop, gym class, keep on lappin'
Shitty little kid, pourin' heart out into rappin'
They silenced for now, but one day he'll get reactions

Never had the pieces, that's why I stayed a loner
When you ask me who did all this? I'll tell ya "I'm the owner"
Modern day ways, tryna make a fucked up culture
Y'all picking bones try, like a swarm of fuckin' vultures
Smoking weed at the park, chillin' with the homies
Wiz & Mac & Trap, along with all the other oldies
Used to want to fit in, tried to kick it with the phonies
Bragged about their riches, like huh? You want a trophy?

Ah, when I fall asleep
I lift off my feet
Slept snug in a grave
Now I gotta Find My Way

I'm just layering over beats
Reflecting all around, feel the sea side at my feet
All of my issues, keep em real discreet
Like new shoes, keep em lookin' really neat
Well, I'm self conscious
Pardon me to beg, I need help
Out of this damn hole
Man, I really dug myself a grave

Well, I never really learned how to behave
I need to find my way
Need-a find my way
Fears and anxieties all on display
I needa find my way
Need-a find my way

You can look
In a mirror, and really start to analyze
But no matter, how deep you look
It's still not enough to feel alive
I'm kind of insecure,
Got all my problems at my feet
But like a broomstick
I just sweep em underneath
Man what a relief, the fact that when I'm gone
They're gonna bury me deep
Inside of a grave
You'll find nothing but a young boy
Who couldn't behave & was a fuckin' mistake
And his name was Jake
And they thought it was fake
Because he didn't complain
Yeah he couldn't complain

I can't be the one to rely on
You say otherwise, but how can I be the shoulder to cry on?
I couldn't even fuckin buy one
This the fundamentals of still being so young
Cause it doesn't really matter
The bad and the fun
I'll be loadin' up a gun
Pick myself to fire upon

Well, I never really learned how to behave
I need to find my way
Need-a find my way
Fears and anxieties all on display
I needa find my way
Need-a find my way