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Can anybody hear me?

Aye

Can anybody hear me?

Sorry, I didn't catch that

Fuck off, Siri, not you

I been feeling kind of blue

I been wearin armor too heavy to stand steady

But I bear it anyway, because a man's ready at all times

Society's fault and plot lines I memorized, playin my part

Right?

That part's wrong

Life's odd as the Far Side

Feelin far gone

But never sorry for myself, word to Momma

Comin up like the hot sun on the Serengeti

Eyes wide as horizons, still full of wonder

But sometimes I wonder

Can anybody hear me?

Does anybody feel me?

I can't seem to find one

Can anybody hear me?

Can anybody heal me?

I can't seem to find one

I can't seem to find one

Who wear the veil, you know him well

Too close to tell sometimes

It's just enough light behind those dull eyes

For the right one to fall head over heels at the wrong time

Same time it's Pall Malls and pale ales to unwind

The numb mind, it froze hell

Now snow, hail, or sunshine is just life

Like a bug bite

Sizin shit up like a Bug's Life

A fall might be alright if it isn't from a tall height, right?

Convince yourself the highs was all hype

Aight

I'm feelin alright, but never alright

It's like a threshold you can't exceed

Rollin solo

Sometimes you're so low and panicky

But never show, though

Hell no

What kind of man would you be if you couldn't handle these things?

He told me, Lock up those emotions, bro

And handed me the cannabis leaves

Dependency turn into addiction eventually

I know some people who's financially free

But still prisoners in their own mind; American Dream

Nightmarish scenes disguised by glam and gleam

Why I don't care to sleep, writin by kerosene light

I better bite my canary-like tongue

I don't know shit cuz I'm young, right?

Treat it like heresy; feel the fire at my feet

I can feel my mind start to atrophy

That would be exactly what they want

In this society everything's desire with a front

They attack from all sides but the front

Plot; in the back of minds plant a seed

Hatching as you think you see

That you could never be accepted authentically

It's happening as we speak

Famished fiends checkin feeds, livin vicariously

Through people who pretend to be happy as we could ever be

Truth is we all trapped beneath pressure

To be more perfect than we actually are

I wouldn't wanna try parenting

I'm blessed to be exactly who I have to be

But that don't mean I don't wonder

Can anybody hear me?

Can anybody feel me?