Maslow Lyrics

I'm in the red

I'm in the red

I'm in the red

I'm in the red

I'm in the red

Like Jaylib

From the jump it's an own goal

Rap ain't my main chick

It's a side quest ting that I skitch to the south pole

Getting drowned by the ego

It's going down like its d pole

Rubbing two bits of brass together I hope and i pray for a cheat code

Playing life by the rules is cool and all but the base of the rainbows nyash

That's a crock about a chest of gold I guess somebody ram-raid the stash

I go like Peggy

Onward on ward towards the sound

Knowing full well that the jam is empty

But I still hope and I pray for crowds

I give it my all, well as much as I can and as of late it's a lot It's tough

I been behind on my keeping up and keeping ups a myth when the world is down

Down is a theme its a mean, an average and a constant through nowadays story arcs

And arguably its eternal, never ending cos today is the best thing we've ever seen

Ain't that a dream

If it is it's broken

Cos it seems pretty bleak to me

But enough with the negative thoughts

The negative thoughts are in the sea

Tax is the only guarantee with a full stop at the end

The fact lodged in the back of minds is like what's the point, can't pretend

There's a lot of hope for a glass half empty and a lot of praying for an atheist

But when the whole time line is pointless then you've got to have a reason to try exist

Go figure