Stardom Lyrics

Kicked in the door so I'm off the hinges

Opportunity knocked knock knock I'm kidding

God I'm losing it all nah not to mention

I been loosing myself in these odd dimensions

Improper decisions that got to this shit

That couldn't be the doing of a scholar misfit

Nauseous with this fraudulent business

Optimistic kid causing sickness

Topple his ship piss off don't risk it

Better off tryna find a gods existence

Obnoxious agnostic critic

I define the reality that you all have witnessed

In your promised visions with lots of riches

Broads and whips stop with it its all fiction

I'm finding happiness and healing in the hall of wisdom

Walking round with a helmet and some caution stickers

Walking talking cluster fuck of contradiction

Charismatic, barely has a habit of asking if y'all could listen

Bye talking to the calm shallow water

Getting stoned while reflecting on the ripples in my posture

The pinnacle of bonkers, nope, somewhere in the middle of

I'm totally normal and I'm ready to kill and conquer

Double nope, just a bunch of fucked up shit that happened

That I'd rather not talk about, instead I just wrap it up

And gift it with some wisdom like hello I wish we did

And maybe it could have started the ship and cause a little friction but

I'm not addicted to the growing disconnect between the

Few I call a friend although ill put that all to rest

So bite down right now, that's all you ever do with sound

Only tracks you got cause root canals

This shits baby food its made for you to hear it

Tooth around these rappers steady teething on my lyrics

Lyrical limits they hit it, I never dreamt it

So if I have hit it i have nothing to represent it

Reprimanded the idea i don't need a reason to dream why

Cus all I've ever needed has been fitted in these Levi's

Fitted first at birth set to develop

Life goes on

Introspective tendencies tend to help us

Grow a new pair

Intersecting premises get held up

At the gate of thought where lots get lost in the thought mecca

Gift of lost treasure, these ex's are really failure

Where they had gone, wept, dug and marked to no avail

So did they really care, if I wanted a treasure

I would keep hunting forever to find what is truly rare

Reality's a bitch life's pleasant

We are like a peasant to life's bitch I hope you like it

I sit upon my roof top looking at these stars

But my phones too bright and outside its too dark

So I give my self some rest lay back my head

And look up at these tiny dots in the sky instead