The Void Of Meeting Expectations Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Every time I place the pen upon the paper

It's kinda pleasant, but my brain is pensive and depressed when it stops the train of

Thought, 'cause it wants every verse to be at state of art

Pressin' on my gun's trigger but I missed the mark

Stressed since the day I made a beat and then played a song

Played it for Jay, It's great, man, amazing

Guess I manmade a façade, now my ass is facin' that frost

I'm just tryna meet expectations, that's all

I guess it stems back from the times I was a little kid

I never slacked, that was a right that wasn't fit for me

So teachers' work ridiculous, it took a week to finish it

And idiots would ridicule me, always picking on the skinniest

I'm dreamin' of achieving it, I'm aiming for what's perfect

That lady with the curves n' a relation with no curtains

Saving on a purchase or laying on a surface

Waiting to be given the ok for your own crib

That feeling like you just might fail

Right, fearin' the jump prevails

That excitement that drives us crazy

I can't provide a line to explain it

I know I'm always searching for it

The perfect verse that could scourge recordings

So that a hurting colleague would conserve annoyance

And rework his performance in a form of mourning

And any tone that was roaring would transform according

Lots of wasted potential on my waist and my temples

I'll be placed on the best of the failures and assholes

'Cause I can't pick a side, I just lack the decisiveness

The stature and status to feel my contempt

Always on my mind, my parents couldn't pay rent

So Gio would have a try, I gave in into that great mess

And so I began to slide little paying's just to save dad

From workin' all the time for lame-ass paychecks

I can feel the eyes on me, I just kill a rhyme and tell it to lie for me

I just keep a vibe that's singing I got it

But when that ticket expirin' its demons iconic

It's due to how stupid I am, I act different

And you's consumin' as fans, my plans limpin'

As soon as start brewing the last, I'm back in it

Assumin' my music could pass like transmittance

So enter all the laziness, the mentor of my aching head

The days I spent in bed rotating, temper on a raging red

The temperature starts to raise in fact, like pressure when you blaze some gas

Oppression on my baby steps, attendance for my shaky legs

I don't want nobody to touch me

You might crush me, that lust ain't giving me much

But fright rushing, it's messed up, I still feel it as such

I might cry, shit

Vulnerable was not a trait to trade with me for them

I showed my open door and gave the frame a key as well

The only girl whose patience faced with a ring from Zales

Had surely known I was deeply frail, simply stale

You're fucked up to the bone, always far from your home, woah

I'ma talk to a ghost, then go on with the walls, woah

I loop my finger around this silver lining

At least my new rigor is bound to sicker lines n'

You could stick a chewed swisher down my liver, smiling

I withstood much thicker grounds to live confined in

Being flawless, yeah, is my prison, Pink Floyd with the light prism

Sig Freud with the mind research, psyched on every fine detail

The only thing that links me to my old self is suicide attempts

Should've picked a sharper blade and all

The motives mixed with sleep is relief, no help with seein' light of lamps

Almost reached the nicer place above

Shit, I'm all out of beginner's luck

The merry goes round on the Guinness love

A criminal, foul, with an English glove

I just live in the sound when I think too much

I'm just tryna meet expectations, that's all