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No this was supposed to be a hype track 
Some sort of confidence-booster but I ain’t like that 
Cause really I’m more sad that I know 
Richelle says I’m somber when I’m trying not to let it show 
But of course it always grows the more I keep it in 
Whispers in my ear, "it’s cause you’re not free of your sin" 
No these tattoos of my future are just brands of my past 
I’m sittin’ crying on a carousel, how long will this last, yeah 
Cause I got a lot of ground to make up 
I’m late to the game, and all the legends ain’t gon' wait up 
I gotta work for every dollar, every cent that I get 
I really hope it’s worth every single night that I’ve spent 
Tossing in my bed wondering if I’m made for music 
I dropped out of college just so I could pursue this 
But it’s sad, cause I’ve only made five songs this year 
It’s like I’m stalled on the road, and I can’t kick it in gear, yeah 
And so I'm always behind 
Cause it was only six years ago I started writing rhymes 
But it was all just CHH until my junior year 
And honestly, it’s stupid, but it kinda makes me fear 
That if I get into the room, that no one’s gonna respect me 
Cause if I don’t know the references, they might just reject me 
Or worse, the might ignore and neglect me 
So I got a lot of work to do to make sure they accept me 
Now I gotta play catch up, like it’s “Go K-Z” 
Cause I wanna get a leg up, but I’m so lazy 
I been so confused lately, I been trapped inside this echo chamber 
I been going crazy 

Nah let the pen speak 
Tryna get to a place where homies wanna send beats 
Tryna figure out how I'mma get up the ending 
Cause when it’s time to support ionkno where my friends be 
Yeah 
So maybe we ain’t friendly 
No shout out to the lineage, them ladies be deadly 
I'm working on not falling into what has been tempting 
I'm working to get my weight up so I that end the renting 
Cause I don’t got time to worry about payin' up 
Man I’m working double time just to be saving up 
Yeah my circle is small cause I don’t want nobody playing us 
But put this in your playlist cause y’all should be playing us 
Yeah 
No it ain’t vague, it’s ambiguous 
And if you don’t the difference, then don’t sit with us 
No, he ain’t even go here, his rappin' is so weird 
Making fake deep music for kids crying faux tears 
Sorry I didn’t wanna waste away four years 
My mind's a room with four walls of head-to-toe mirrors 
Not to mention the ceiling, it’s hard to say that it’s appealing 
I still don’t know the differences between biting and stealing 
I still don’t know the differences between thinking and feeling 
But I’m on the freeway to recovery and healing 
Hard to understand the cards when you don’t know been who’s dealing 
So I’m hoping it won’t be a Queen-of-Spades-type revealing 
No shout out to the Cabana, the ones north of Atlanta 
I’m tired of Indiana, I wanna know what the plan is 
I wondering if I’ll panic, if I'mma wanna abandon 
The ship like it’s the Titanic, and ditch all of my companions 
Not that I got many, acquaintances I got plenty 
I’m hoping that God’ll send me somebody to compliment me 
Like two halves of a whole Like Yue’s passion and pull 
The moon catches my soul 
I move fast and then slow 
Ten days to catch a wave, it’s high tide 
It’s high time for me to lose my mind 
Or at least step outside of it 
Try not to be counterfeit 
But find where the balance is 
Between pride and cowardice 
Yeah 
Feels like I’m always six months behind 
I hope that I can catch up before I die 
Yeah, I hope that I can catch up before I die

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Keep it down, keep it down 
Better never make a sound 
Let every thought echo echo around 
You gotta keep it all inside til the day you die 
Cause they don’t deserve to know what’s in your mind, so 
Keep it down, keep it down 
Better pray I don’t drown 
The chaos of the storm’s got me overboard now 
So I’ll keep it to a hush, keep it to a dull roar 
Now it’s quiet hours every time I step on the floor 

Honestly I’d like to scream a little bit 
But I don’t wanna wake the kids 
Do I know who the savior is? It’s dangerous 
To have a blabber-mouth, so zip it tight 
Throw away the key, that’s right 
It’s not hard to draw the line, nah 
Go for four in a row, don’t know if I wanna grow 
It’s hard to say, hard to know, the dissonance ain’t a joke 
Am I a friend of a foe? A villain or a hero? 
Will I relapse? Or take a knee like Tebow? 
That’s a throwback, but you probably shouldn’t know that 
I'm sorry, it just slipped my mind like jackets on a coat rack 
I know that that was so bad, apologies, I’ll own that 
Not growing for applause, but I wouldn’t mind a slow clap 
But what’s the difference, no one listens, you’re just tripping, it’s ridiculous 
Toss the vision, no one gets it, wouldn’t miss it 
You’re permitted to quiet down and then never speak again 
Cause it’s quiet hours, don’t you see, my friend? You don’t need a pen   

Keep it down, keep it down 
Better never make a sound 
Let every thought echo echo around 
You gotta keep it all inside til the day you die 
Cause they don’t deserve to know what’s in your mind, so 
Keep it down, keep it down 
Better pray I don’t drown 
The chaos of the storm’s got me overboard now 
So I’ll keep it to a hush, keep it to a dull roar 
Now it’s quiet hours every time I step on the floor   

All these thoughts and emotions, going in loop-the-loops 
But when I try to write’em down, it’s like “whoop-di-do 
What’s the big deal? just another 4 being dramatic" 
I’ve had it with capping, so let’s wrap this up 
I been given a chance, don’t wanna pass it up 
Bad at love, maybe that’s an understatement 
Tragic, huh? 
Have you had enough? 
Of course if I say no, then I’m an addict, huh? 
And so I'm average, huh? 
Well 
That used be a nightmare, but now it’s just a slight scare 
I said “gimme me five more minutes and I will not fight fair” 
But that was three years ago, and we’re still trading blows 
So I don’t know if I can stay awake and on my toes 
So I’mmina quiet down, and settle the riot now 
And take a look at my life, and maybe light it on fire now 
I’ll reach for the stars, and pull my roots out of town 
And then go pound for pound in the city with a crown, yeah   

Keep it down, keep it down 
Better never make a sound 
Let every thought echo echo around 
You gotta keep it all inside til the day you die 
Cause they don’t deserve to know what’s in your mind, so 
Keep it down, keep it down 
Better pray I don’t drown 
The chaos of the storm’s got me overboard now 
So I’ll keep it to a hush, keep it to a dull roar 
Now it’s quiet hours every time I step on the floor 

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I hate the fact that I don’t know who I am 
Cause when I’m looking in the mirror, I don’t know that man 
Or maybe it’s a boy, honestly I wouldn’t know 
Cause nobody's ever shown me what it means to be grown 
So I’m sittin here, tryna put together my puzzle 
But I don’t got a reference for it, so I’m having some trouble 
How am I supposed to know how to connect all of the pieces 
When all they ever tell me to do is just talk to Jesus? 
Should I start at the center or piece together the edge? 
Should I separate the colors, all the greens and the reds? 
I’m sorry, but this life thing has got me confused 
Do I do it for myself, for the art, or for the views? 
I could fail for ten years and still check every box 
But will I make it that long if no one’s hearing my thoughts? 
It’s not like I need all the accolades and praise 
But I just want some people to respect my name 
But what do I have to offer that could make that a reality 
When I’m the one who’s been criticizing and doubting me? 
If I can win myself then I can probably make it 
As long as I stay honest and I don’t try to go fake it 
But that's pretty hard to do when you don’t like who you are 
And you wanna refresh, reset, and restart 
So tell me would I rise from the ashes on the ground 
If I lit my life up and I burned it all down? 

I hate the fact that I don’t know who I am 
Cause I used to want to have the whole world in my hand 
But the more than I thinkin' about it, the less I’m sure 
If I want to look back and say my life was a blur 
Would it be so full, or would it be too fast? 
No I wanna slow down and reconsider my path 
Cause I been on the same one for the last five years 
But in truth, the road ahead isn’t all that clear 
Cause I used to see a city, but now I’m just in a fog 
And I’m wandering and wondering just what went wrong 
I used to skip meals so that I could make beats 
Now I’m struggling to make a single melody a week 
So if I quit it all, what would I do then? 
Would I find a new home for my heart and my head? 
Would I get to live a life overflowing with peace? 
Would I wake up every day with a soul that felt free? 
Cause these the gifts that I don’t got right now 
Yeah my poetry of thought is all blocked right now 
And I know I got some habits I should stop right now 
But I don’t know what’s sittin' on the top spot right now, yeah 
So many things are battling for my heart 
Makes me wanna refresh, reset, and restart 
So tell me would I rise from the ashes on the ground 
If I lit my life up and I burned it all down? 

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Hol'up hol'up hol'up, no you know this ain’t a game 
Gotta do it for the love, for art, and not the fame 
Gotta work a little harder and then give it all you got 
You a hometown hero til the day that you drop  

Tell me, tell me, what’s the plan for me?, no, answer me 
Am I the golden child, or was that all just a fantasy? 
Cause if it’s really true, we got some talking to do 
You see I’m Laufeyson confused about my place in all these moves 
Yeah I’m bout to wrap the cycle up, so will the city be enough 
To catapult me to the club that everybody loves to judge? 
And will my preparation put me on a first-name basis 
With the layers and the laymen I'm  working hard to hang with? 
Or will I need to grind some more, then rhyme some more, then climb some more? 
How many doors will shut til I can find what I’m denying for? 
Is this a pipe dream that’ll end without a whimper? 
Or is it likely that they’ll be calling me a winner? 
I’m getting sick of the chicken dinners, I’m wanting more 
I can taste what’s on the plate and it ain’t even out the door 
So tell me, am I crazy? or is it meant to be? 
Cause I ain’t tryna waste my life just chasing a dream   

I’m punching Azbantium, praying that it’ll fall 
But I’m feeling beaten down, so it’s hard to stand tall 
But every time that I wanna give up and give way 
Is every time that the voices in my head start to say 

Hol'up hol'up hol'up, no you know this ain’t a game 
Gotta do it for the love, for art, and not the fame 
Gotta work a little harder and then give it all you got 
You a hometown hero til the day that you drop 

You see I come from the county of the Nature Valley Safety Rally 
It’s been a minute since I been that rowdy, yeah 
Cause now I’m making gains for my team, it’s crazy to me 
That the life I’m living is more or less of a dream 
But is it mine or is it theirs? I’m not trying to compare 
But the smiles and the stares and the likes and the shares 
Got me second-guessing my calling, cause fame is appalling 
And over the years, all the appeal has very quickly been falling 
Cause I’m a future polyglot, and I’ll be where the party’s not 
I’d rather read a classic on the top deck of a parking garage 
And if you need me after 8, I’m sorry but you're too late 
You’ll have to wait til I’m awake cause I’m too busy sleeping eight 
But anyway it’s crazy what you’ll do to improve 
So you better pay attention in the months after the move 
Cause I’m about to catch up and break out of my room 
Then I’ll be flying high until the day I meet my doom 

I’m punching Azbantium, praying that it’ll fall 
But I’m feeling beaten down, so it’s hard to stand tall 
But every time that I wanna give up and give way 
Is every time that the voices in my head start to say 

Hol'up hol'up hol'up, no you know this ain’t a game 
Gotta do it for the love, for art, and not the fame 
Gotta work a little harder and then give it all you got 
You a hometown hero til the day that you drop 

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Jesus, oh Jesus, no can I ask a question? 
Cause Jesus, oh Jesus, I thank you for the blessing 
But Jesus, but Jesus, I don’t think that your message is on point for me 
Disappointingly, nah, no 

Cause if you give me peace, then that means everything’s okay 
But if everything’s okay then I got nothing left to say 
I heard you’ll wipe all of the tears and take away the pain 
But I like the clouds, I like the rain, don’t give me a rainbow, I want grey 
My kaleidoscopic vision has so many different shades 
I can see all the responses, every single yay or nay 
One or zero, you’re my hero if you let me find my way 
One or zero, you’re my hero if you let me go astray 

So Father will you wait for me? and Spirit will you pray for me? 
Can y’all just draw straws and then pick someone to stay with me? 
Father will you wait for me? and Spirit will you pray for me? 
And if y’all can’t, that's fine, I’ll be the one saving me 

Jesus, oh Jesus, no can I ask a question? 
Cause Jesus, oh Jesus, I thank you for the blessing 
But Jesus, but Jesus, I don’t think that your message is on point for me 
Disappointingly 

Feels like I’m talking to a wall, the sound’s bouncing back 
Fists hitting brick, now my knuckles blue and black 
Losing color in my face, cause my blood has escaped 
Now my head’s swimming and I’m doubting my faith 
It’s all in my brain 
Echo echo, I wonder if I should let go 
To grow again like a gecko, I’ll break apart like some Legos 
Put the pieces back together if I ever return 
Which apparently I should if I don’t wanna burn, yeah 
But I don’t wanna try to squeeze in a box 
Just put on a fake smile and rejoice in the cross 
Yeah I’m looking for a little more than joy in the morning 
So if that’s all that you can offer me, then I’ll be disappointed 
I’m sorry, I’m sorry no I ain’t trying for be rude 
Yeah I’m sorry, I’m sorry, but I just ain’t into you 
And I’m sure you that get it, cause you knit me in a womb 
Or at least that’s what they say, but who’s to say it’s really true? 

So Father will you wait for me? and Spirit will you pray for me? 
Can y’all just draw straws and then pick someone to stay with me? 
Father will you wait for me? and Spirit will you pray for me? 
And if y’all can’t, that's fine, I’ll be the one saving me 

Jesus, oh Jesus, no can I ask a question? 
Cause Jesus, oh Jesus, I thank you for the blessing 
But Jesus, but Jesus, I don’t think that your message is on point for me 
Disappointingly

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So if I’m rich and famous or buried down in a grave 
I wrote this song so it all won’t fade 
And if they ask who I am when I’m gone and dead 
You better remember to tell’em that I said 

I’m, berry the bandit 
I’m, very aware that 
I’m guilty for breaking hearts and vandalizing paradigms 
If you ain’t wanna get caught up with me 
You shoulda locked the door, and thrown away the key 
Cause I’m berry the bandit 
I’m very ill-managed 
I’m chaos incarnate and I’ve never been too camera shy 
So lemme know when it's time to say cheese 
And I’ll smile under the mask, even though you can’t see 

Ok I rep the 404 and 02387 
So I’m bout to make some jokes and you ain’t gonna get’em 
Unless of course you’re in Forsyth or askin “and is that hot or iced?” 
But if not, I don’t mind, you can sit back and vibe 
Sorry Claire, as in mother Bear, not the one impaired 
By the oopsie-daisy OD, I’m glad you’re okie-dokie 
Unlike your local Hoby, always getting repaired 
He’s been going through it lowkey, every week the tech is there 
In the presence of legends like Billy, Kevin, and Hannah 
I know Isabel and Amls, and that's not a little honor 
I’m all over the place, just like my Faith and my Grace 
And that’s three birds with two stones, but there’s only one Germain 
Shouts to Beckner and Bug, who I should tell you I love 
Like the Haileys and the Grays, Nat’s a model, Shelby’s fae 
And I’m not bi or gay, just to clear that up 
Ask Dan, he’s been checking for a year and seven months 
I’m just tryna be cool like Natasha, Isa and Izzy 
You can buy anything you want for three-moose-fifty 
Yeah that was Moose-A-Matics 101, brought to you by Jake 
To the Mallorys, I hope that you’re having a great day 
Same to Kunkle, I miss the cackle, I’m sad you went back 
And if you ever catch me barking, I’mma blame it on Kat 
But not Bean, cause he’s Katia’s, like Eric and Lee 
And Ashley I guess, but Omunique is the best 
Word off to EK and K, your local theys and party rats 
And wherever Richelle is, is where the party’s at 
Maybe not anymore, but put Wendy on the floor 
And wait to see the sevens in the customer connect score 
We got a new store, Evan got a new nose 
We got a brand new team, but then they all went home 
Except Mandy and Cole, but he went to B, just like Simone 
Gang gang, yeah yeah, you know that’s how we roll 

So if I’m rich and famous or buried down in a grave 
I wrote this song so it all won’t fade 
And if they ask who I am when I’m gone and dead 
You better remember to tell’em that I said

I’m, berry the bandit 
I’m, very aware that 
I’m guilty for breaking hearts and vandalizing paradigms 
If you ain’t wanna get caught up with me 
You shoulda locked the door, and thrown away the key 
Cause I’m berry the bandit 
I’m very ill-managed 
I’m chaos incarnate and I’ve never been too camera shy 
So lemme know when it's time to say cheese 
And I’ll smile under the mask, even though you can’t see 

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I won’t lie, kinda feels like my talents are misaligned 
Yeah these roadblocks got me reminiscing bout the times 
I’d create for forty-eighty weeks straight 
Without worrying about what anybody else had to say 
So I tried to keep every single thought inside 
But now I got these questions echoing in my mind 
I wonder if I’ll have’em til the day that I die 
And maybe no one’s got the answers, but I might as well try, yeah 
Why can I only have any two, but not all three? 
Is there somehow not a balance between? 
Who am I meant to be? Will I make it to the City of the Queen? 
Will it bring me to the girl who sat with me inside a dream? 
Am I promised a future forever? 
Will there ever be someone who wants to read all my letters? 
Should I keep my head down til God says that I met her? 
If I try to pull the trigger will I one day regret her? 
Or will I be the man who married the robot? 
Should I tell’em that I’m fine or should I say that I'm so lost? 
Do I even want to know God? or do I just want to escape? 
Am I fine with barely squeezing through the Narrowgate? 
Did I really go and peak as a high school upperclassmen? 
Are all of my best days in the past tense? 
No, will I ever feel the way that I did back then? 
Or is everything I’m hoping for just never gonna happen? 
Will I take the train to Clarksville? Will I ever chase daylight? 
Will I make it to the carousel? Will I get to say I 
Do I need to fear who might come out of the woodwork? 
Will I ever see the payoff of the good hurt? 
Will they listen to sixteen whole songs in a row? 
If I make this record right will I blow? 
Will I really get to finish everything I begin? 
What if I only had two weeks to live? 

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