Drop-Out
Apex God
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Smoking all my indo
Work been kinda crazy
But mostly from classes
They been gettin to me lately
Like is this shit my passion
Am I yet to grasp what's dangling
Is the path right in face and
I'm just here refusing changing
And if that be the case
How long before I take the lane
Im craving
Failing all these tests
Cause I been writing
Instead of reading
Why the fuck did I pick psych
It just revealing all my demons
Can I kill 'em' with a mic
Or is that just fucking fleeing
Can I face em' while I'm grieving
While I'm thriving
While I'm kneeling and I'm crying
Cause it seems all I've ever beens defeated
All I ever did is quit
Just want these wins
Without me cheating
But I'll never ever grab em' if I keep
Running from these feelings
All of these fucking sins
If I repent
It just delete em'?
The letting down my friends
And family when they're in need and
The gluttony and lust on the tracks
I been completing?
Stuck in these ways of the past of
Embracing greed
Drop Out
A failure
He quit
Parents
They not proud
He ain't doing shit
Music
It's nothing
Like he shoulda been
A doctor, A lawyer
A psychologist
Class at Purdue
Still he stupid as shit
If I lack with these moves
Then they right
And they win
Paying my dues
Til' the debts shifting hands
Yeah I've walked in they shoes
But my path different
Googled all these answers
Am I even fucking learning
Watch my savings drift away
Felt like I tossed em' in a furnace
All those years worked
Went to waste
No degree
And lacking purpose
Am I here to save some face
While depression keep on lurking
Bursting into fucking tears
Man what the fuck I'm gonna do
To provide and make it happen
Get into a steady groove
First I quit the school
Working in the field
Started rapping to my phone
Corn said it actually appeal
Tom said come thru to the stu
Hopped up in the booth
Threw a verse down on his tape
And I knew this was the move
I ain't gotta be the greats
If I can make my family food
How can this be a mistake
Guess I'm probably just a fool
But a spiteful one at that
I could never ever lose
Just to laugh at all the cats
That said I'm trash
I'm playing hoops
After rapping
Bitch I'm cool
I'm motherfucking chill
I just ain't gonna chill with you
You ain't the family or the crew