New Era

[Verse 1] Yeah Got out of it, I finally got out of it It’s been two and a half years but now I’m through it Following my own vision for a while now But I’m done with that grind I’m different now New day, new beginning, new chapter Most of the mixtapes that I do don’t even matter Now the future seems a bit brighter But the same worries and thoughts keep up faster I’m so insecure, I’m so anxious and tired I can feel the water slowly draining out my fire What happened to my passion for music? Now it’s just a chore and I have to do it I finally get to truly speak about what’s on my mind I’m truly speaking, call that let it all out Forget the complex rhymes and metaphors That ain’t necessary for what this track’s for Uh, the speakers and phone is always blaring Arguments are so daily man they’re so annoying And I look at my baby brother and he acting up Being all spoiled, bossy, whiny, and angry The family business is broken and it ain’t helping Sick of this place, I so wanna be leaving All those songs and lyrics I wrote are all trash Just did to ease my mind so I did em fast That’s all I ever wanted, I just want to be free Free from my burden and curse but it ain’t done so easily Uh, so I decided to take some instrumentals Because I don’t have the skills in my mental I’m not tryna steal anything please have mercy Don’t wanna head to court over something silly I just wanna be able to express my own message So if you let me go than you are a blessing Shout out to you all I don’t mean no disrespect I don’t mean to mess your track, I’m know I’m a mess Copyrights and the law keeps us in order But I know it ain’t always right even if I’m not the owner I hate mistyping and I’m just a corporal in this Feeling out of shape and out of place, misfit I don’t really belong anywhere so I’m fading The game and music industry is intimidating Still need a bunch of help still a rookie For beats, lyrics, and recording, I’m too hasty In this animus and comatose suffocating I drool while I be napping and sleeping So many people that I wanna work with They’re so high up there that I can’t get them to notice Yeah, feel like I wanna be everything Many things I wanna do and learn, so many things But my ambition is so weak I can’t do it Lots of wild thoughts that I keep spilling I say I rep the Lord and love him forever Talk the talk it’s got hypocrite written all over I’d be so bored and not wanting to go to church Devotion time I become mad and never learn Spit it out, unexplainable in paragraphs Grew up now looking at old times and I laugh I don’t know so many things, oblivious and ignorant How can I survive in this world, mind of an infant Start the school year super strong in effort Then I slowly lose my will slowly going weaker Never wanted to ever hate on school But I gotta admit it hinders in what I do But college is so awesome it applies to my life So that I can continue on this physical fight Homework always creeping by my shoulder Loads and loads, to disrespect I would never No fans at all, nobody likes my Facebook page People don’t follow me on Twitter cause I’m lame Always tryna act legit with all my photos and talks But in the end everybody either ignores or mocks My heart heavy I can’t bear this cycle no more Uh, anytime I’ll be hitting the floor Checklist journal, diary, and word documents Only way to keep my head in order, monuments I’ve got so many ideas and visions in my brain But I can never put it out to works I can’t explain Got a long way to go in this whole thing Worried so bad that I keep wondering and suffering No multiple verses or even hooks just straight up I need all the space I can get so I don’t let up I’m so embarrassed to show my works to anyone Cause they’re more for me and not for anyone So much for spreading the light and detoxifying Cause I’d be the one who really needs detoxifying