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THOUGHT PARK
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Associating Songer with Toxic
Well here's a project where I'm toxic
From my goals to yours, let's run it or box-to-box it
Sitting on the dock of the bay, that's a classic record
Give me ten and then that dock where my yacht sit
Take cream of the crop shit
I sold seeds but never reaping the crop shit
I'm lucky writing, talking bout my life is an option
Apart from all my freestyles, refuse to be boxed in
My surname's got powers but my name isn't Austin
I'm here and I'm top tier
I'm human, I've got fear
This a little window to my life and then in summer I've gone clear
I live at Thought Park, it's up and downs for the whole year
I ain't wrote a song whilst I've been laying in my bed for time
These days we're laughing in it, tryna get the covers dry
I kiss my teeth when she squirt
Damn bitch, this my office but I'll let it slide, baby don't apologise
My lyric book will know me by my scary side
I used to write to cope, now I get a flight
There's airport security I recognise
Hate comments coming, now it's televised
It hurts but I can empathise
It's hard to make decisions under microscopes
It's just at a different point now
Silence in a room, I tell myself to keep my voice down
Internal monologue, he thinks we're boys now
He says things I didn't even think
Till I'm waking up hungover and I didn't even drink
Brain's jaded, I'm thinking wide words, I'm Craig David
Everybody's saving for the same bracelet
I save change to change places
It's hard to take favours
I don't even know his name, it's just a fake alias
We're just the same strangers
Some are bitter, I can see how love and hate wavers
I kinda get it, I earn money from his bae's playlist
Or drum and bass stages
I never took hands out to chase status
Worked hard, remain patient
Those who hate anonymously will remain nameless
That's not the way to the top of the food chain
I was looking at the clouds, still think of the zoot stain
I've been doing up and downs, reminiscing on Tuesday
In this roller-coaster mind at Thought Park
I love when our thoughts spark and it turn into Doomsday
Sometimes I wish I could cry
Not cause I wanna be sad but cause I wanna be fine
I think if I could shed a tear then I'd know I'm alright
Cause it's hard to get a grip of where you stand
When everything feels numb
Sometimes I think I'm alone
With a thousand different numbers texting, calling my phone
I don't wanna pick it up, I wanna talk to myself
Cause it's hard to get a grip of where you stand
When everything feels numb
This roller-coaster mind at Thought Park is up and down
So I had nightmares of fulfilling my dreams, instability screams
People try and judge my soul by what they see on their screens
But when I make it, know I made it just because I was me
This project reminds you who I am
I'm not a viral fucking TikTok, I'm a son
I'm the guy who made my debut, so much pressure on myself
I compared that shit to bullet from a gun
I chase a version of myself, I never chase the fame
They want a version of myself that is some kind of shame
I can deal with added pressure cause the game's the game
Price of therapy for me is that I'm rarely sane
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