My Note Lyrics

How many days I got left here on this Earth we call home?

Funny question I guess, cause even after I'm gone

My body still in the dirt, granted, though, decomposed

It ain't what it once was, where will I be? No one knows

No need to worry 'bout me, prolly somewhere where the time's froze

And I ain't waking up, I keep my eyes closed

Tried to lead but it's always been a dream to follow

So when I'm gone, play this for 'em, tell 'em this is my note

Look, always felt I was a few steps ahead

But instead, now I realize it was all in my head

So what's left? Every day, wake up with a lot of stress

Then again, so does everyone every now and then

How you live? Waking up, got roaches inside the crib

Hide ya kids, it's not too good of an environment

My life was spent getting to the point that I'm at now just to not be shit

I'm in dire need of a chronic fix

Constantly finding myself questioning how do I exist

So complicated, quantum mechanics can't explain why it is or how it's so

But if they knew, how could we prove they'd really tell us so?

Give anything to know but sell my soul

Talkin' 'bout reality to these folks, like, what do they know?

Tryna see it clearly, then clearly I need a telescope

I'm slightly curious like that character wearing a yellow coat

I'm frozen in time, feel like I just can't let it go

But is it so? Or is it just all in my mind?

But either way, what's the difference though? All in due time

The same path that I'm taking, you'll be walking in line

But I'll meet you there, it's all 'gon be fine

Hold my hand, we'll travel down this path the same time

But understand, not everything that's good is divine

Some things don't need explaining like a crook doing crimes

Read a book, who am I? I'm just a schmuck of a guy

But from my observation, we in particular times

Got no curriculum, how are they supposed to figure shit out?

When they pick up a book and half the words is blurred out?

People so sensitive now, don't want the word gettin' out

But I ain't trippin', I'm prepared to be gone

Gotta keep my head strong, I'm still moving along

Waiting for my last day, I get impatient, involved

In something greater than y'all, but I might be dead wrong