Ice Cream

I'm eating ice cream while the rain pours I often get this feeling that I could've done more Already know the answer, don't know what I asked for Gave this guy a conversation, now he wants to know more Well I ain't never been the one to make small talk I wanna run away alone and fly to Bangkok I'm never sitting on my phone, forgot the passlock Watching documentaries, I'm chillin' with the red hots With the red hots, f*ck a phone and f*ck a passlock I'll run away and fly to Bangkok, I ain't never liked small talk Sometimes I wish that I was sober, I wish I lived somewhere warmer I'm the warrior returning from war with myself I have my own demons I been tryna compel But it's overwhelming 'cause I'm the happiest that I've ever been And lately I've been thinking it's all written in cement If that's the case, is it all really worth it in the end? I'm getting high so I forget how sad I am, f*ck I'm just in my bag, jet lagged, red flagging all my worries; I'm still living with my dad Dropped out before I graduated, my own professor in my education How many realms am I living in? A world exists where we never met. A world exists where we haven't yet And I don't know where I'm doing better or worse I'm in the universe where you're a fucking douchebag; HL purse You always end up in a verse, still sleeping in your shirt Never gave me closure, I still have some words But there's only right now in this beautiful world It doesn't matter what we were I'm eating ice cream while the rain pours I often get this feeling that I could've done more Already know the answer, don't know what I asked for Gave this guy a conversation, now he wants to know more Sometimes I think of being sober Sometimes I think about the peace when life is over Product of a supernova on a conscious roller coaster I ain't scared to die, but I jump when I'm by the toaster My mother never asks me how I'm doing, she never knew that I was making music Confusing relationship, diffusing to acquaintances Our kinship needs some maintenance, step in the matrix for conversation I'm still high and she's still lighting cigs As a kid she tried to buy my love with lavish and gifts Before I even grew up I understood money ain't shit I don't know what I'm down about or what the problem is My issues don't exist, already entered the fifth Got hieroglyphs written on my skin, body's a pyramid Not interested in getting intimate, stop acting innocent You showed up to my job seeing me was no coincidence I'm feeling loved, I'm feeling generous I'm crying 'cause I'm happy, but I ain't got no one to share it with I'm eating ice cream while the rain pours I often get this feeling that I could've done more Already know the answer, don't know what I asked for I don't know what I fucking asked for