Rusty

I'm building castles but it's all in the sand

Make plans, when the tide come it take what it can

Move from the ocean, now I'm far in the land

Said no to the potion, my shit come from the dirt

Haven't made a dime, shit I got holes in my shirt

I think I'm fine till I get hit with a curse

Yeah I spend my time moving the border

You only see your reflection clearly if you stop moving in the water

And that's how I get by on the daily

Switch from moving fast to that slow flowing gravy

Can I make this last, and still be the first playing

Really I'm just searching for my way in