i hope you're good

Been thinking 'bout prescriptions My boy addicted I'm tryna be consistent Been having visions I'm the definition of an exhibition 'Cause these demons want my life up for display I should fight, I'd rather leave em, hoping they might just go away Catch a flight tomorrow evening, I'm a master at escape Wait I don't consume, I just create Long as my brothers safe, you know And when I die, don't bring no flowers to my wake you know Just bring tequila, hug my mom, make sure she straight you know Yeah Tell her I said it was fate I'm hoping I don't need it to be great I'm Hoping I don't mean it Always search for some kind of meaning My pops said he used to dream til he got older Tell him thanks for never leaving me like your other kids I hope they're good tho Shit If I was young I know I would too F*ck it, I think I'll just run the other way 'Cause if it ain't reciprocated love I gave enough away An amalgamation of impatience and subtle pain Mixed with ambition, some whisky and suicidal traits I'm obsessive, over negative and finer things Tryna steer clear, knowing success is what the grinding brings You know So I keep my head down Working knowing soon they'll see that I deserve respect now I know all these fake mf's full of nothing but some dead vows But I ain't trust em anyway, I'm just here to make myself proud I'm a loner I'd rather be a loner 'Cause you realize who matters when you grow and get older Disclosure Pops said you can count the real ones on one hand and you'll have fingers left over