Tmrw

F*ck this f*ck that I hear everybody saying f*ck this kids rap What's this that's whack Yeah You sing too much Why you always seem to talk bout how you drink too much You dream too much All this pessimism is messing with him He on the verge of just quitting I can't sit down to just write I hate spitting I'm thinking of just walking away smashing and bury the vision I have a division that's splitting my soul from my body It's fusion and fission You thinking I'm kidding I think a jet pack to the moon wouldn't send me away I think a spliff and a spoon could keep me awake I think I've looked into the future and pictured my fate But what if everything around me is fake What if I left it and I never came back to this game What if I only fucking did it for fame What if I rapped for ten years and neither me or Ganz was ever on the fucking same goddamn I know that it's All in my head I'm here today But gone tomorrow I'm gone tomorrow What did you think I would just leave This the reprieve I am not Lennon i am not letting it be However it be I am not quitting I am not finished This is like quidditch i am the seeker You couldn't be her Propping me up I got the rose prop a knee up Imma be froze Then imma go All of my bro's They stay down for me I'm on the ground They pick me up they been around to see Me at my worst My girl is the first To tell me that I need to be changing it up Don't give a f*ck You need to stop Thinking of hanging it up Feigning and tuck Pushing your luck I got the moves When you would move That's when I hit em I get em That's when I act like Isaiah Or Thomas the tank I run it around then I run into the paint Score it on bank Off of the board Into the lake casting my bait Then I would wait Fish on fish on feel like a castaway Fish on fish on You when you masterbate Ohh Pan fried and seared I'm here Im here Never gon leave I'm coming to peace I know that it's All in my head I'm here today And I'll be here tomorrow