conveyor (frame ii) Lyrics

Man, who the fuck said I can't rap

Stupid motherfucker

This panorama

Play this shit for your grandma

This the mixtape, baby

I promise you it gets better

Just wait for the Red Shepherd

Situation's been overwhelmingly positive lately

Went to NYC hoping to escape my complacency

Now I'm back in Indiana still feeling the same

Like I know deep down in my heart that something big is gonna change

So I search for it daily

Tryna put myself in new experiences hoping to find inspiration

Wasting months at a time convincing myself that I am crazy

Being out the box ain't easy being so ahead of your time frame

Everybody look at you like you're the imposter

And you got no vision

Painting you as the monster

Energy slipping

I can't keep my eyes open anymore

Caffeine don't hit the same anymore

I love living the good life

But ain't nothing to write about

Unless it comes rooted from pain and strife

Oddly I'm begging to feel an obstacle for once

This year's been so successful but I ain't felt enough

I sit down in the same office chair I make Gratorius in

Thinking about the time gap

I need a new setting

I need a new roof

I need some new friends

I need some new truth

Just last week

I finally took the red shirt off and threw my nametag

I ain't felt freedom like this in so long

Laws of the lands

Keep me up at night

They love, they love to see me crazy

But lately you don't know

But now the budget been inches from the bottom of barrel

And I'm depending on selling my own apparel

Knowing nobody actually knows me

I got a couple fans but not enough homies

I've been isolated I can't even explain it

I've been used my options up still we haven't made it

And I'll admit

Even after releasing I Believe In You

I'm still contemplated

Wondering if my art is truly a benefit to humanity

It feel like Uncle Sam done sucked me back into reality

Going against everything that I stand for

I feel it heating up from my soul like a tandoor

We done planned one, planned two, planned three, this is plan four

To solidify the reason I'm here for, love

So until then I'm still poor

Spending every second I get trying to build the world we strive for

A world where people choose to pitch in to help

In return, being knocked off the conveyor belt, okay