perception of a youngin Lyrics

Really famous and rich when you high but ask why?

Feel like you wanna die but why try?

I supply all of my feelings like it's overused as much as I recycle feelings

Thinking back when I was broke going through It

Hospital bills got me questioning wealth

Doctors got me questioning health

Therapist got me questioning friends

My mind got me questioning death

I can't breath through this chest

I'm a mess when I rap about my stress

Tears on a paper with lines are now what is giving me checks

When I lose myself but not my strength

Feelings run more deeper than depth

I'm in the deep end and my heart don't break even

So they seeing me screaming like feelings, feelings, feelings

We never get tired of 'em

Ya

Perception

Perception is all they see

No wonder I question my feelings

We're stressing and testing new feelings

Our mind is playing new tricks

Like a rubix cube switch the algorithm to fix

Lust and love don't mix like what does love bring?

Some fake for clicks, our generation has taken love out of sex

Six feet deep under debt

I'm inept hanging by a thread

Now they say, "where's the old you the one that used to go loco"

Flew through all of the rides like you were the plane going solo

Now you're all low, mellow to shallow

Down like a frown but now i'm grown and taking my crown

How you say you know me? when I don't know the old me

I'm flint up I flinch like a pinch it feels like a twitch or a tick

Pick up all of my pieces like the thesis of a summary

Hurry and listen to the story it's worthy

Like a journey I'm taking you in an adventure

Cheddar the moment like a cypher

Ready to bury carry myself carefree

Deadly to many, make 'em empty

Like the envy so jelly you can smell the ill petty

So many scared of ordinary

I kill me just like from the back you'll see

How can we rap in a game I was made for

Knockdown the doors out of hip hop

Hi Señor, stop the crap, stop the cap

I'm perplexed, I'm obsessed

With what is next when they act like it's not my home

So then they phone in to kick me out of my own home

You think It will change with your ill mind to fill your ego

You're one of a kind and feel you're on top

Not

I'm discarded with all these feelings

I wish these ceilings can hear me like a radio station

Waiting to hit the nation out of my own creation

Yea, insecurities of "I don't know If I'm good" but you know once I'm in my mood

I'll be good even If they boo, even If they threw, me out of my own stage

I have enough range in my pent emotion with age

As I get closer to my wisdom to get messed up

Stressed down so I bite my tongue to go numb

But the rhythm is welcome like venom

Still looking for the purpose of breathing

I just wanna feel like I'm still living

Perfect is perception everyone sees

I'm learning that minimum wage is not my purpose

I'm here to show you that music can be more deeper than surface

That there is purpose and you're worth it for better

But it's just this something you've never heard 'cause our ears are so brittle

So bitter we're getting sicker by the minute

But I mean it that's why I wrote this song so it triggers you and I

All the feelings that are yours I wrote those

All the pain I feel I rose those

Broke more for more hoes to make me one of 'em

Tell 'em how I feel 'cause how are you supposed to know those

Memories we renovate 'cause we're living

Hardships we praised out of treasure

Distant but no where to measure

No way to pleasure

Weight all of this pressure

Never finding happy sounds like terror

Writing music, however much my temper is rigid

To get it, I vent it sounds like a broken record

Are you even listening clearly?

That this is a lecture that's so clever

A therapy session within a song who would've thought

That you only listen to me when we can relate

Words we say but don't correlate like contradictions

I'm choosing between going to heaven or hell

But I'll know the day that I died I lived through heaven and gave it hell

At least that's living 'cause I'm talking about the Idea of perception

Don't let it escape, just it let scrape by

Like the scars In our tattoos we have in our skin

It's what is behind our demons the mask we wear with a smile

Now I'll tell you the truth

I was an addict

I'm done, I've cope, I've dope, I've rope

When hope was just a joke for those who are broke

And can't breathe like you're all choke

When problems come to smoke us like ghost

But these are things I wrote 'cause I'm still not dead

I spread my Intuition to read and bleed these lines

To the death of me, this is a place to go to find happy

And let your mind go round and round like thoughts

I'm sleep 'cause dreams are where we forget about everything