note to self ft. Prod. Riddiman

Could really use some peace and quiet

Wouldn't it be cool to not know of any recent riots

Should get me on a decent diet

But would it really help me be a puissant writer, it might've

Made me get my ass up off the mattress

Aid of an atlas to find truths staring at us

Still Played like an actress whose status is disastrous, her sworn nemesis is fatness

Feel like I've already lived a whole life

Can you throw light as to why the world's mine

But no lie, I feel like I'm just lost in it at the same time, is that fine?

Maybe I'm deluded and the solution to my delusion is patience, a weakness

One amongst the included in my war chest that's spacious with cadence and being Gracious