Autumn Leaves

Hitting the highway Back up on the interstate Wrapping my head around What's good for me and my space I make my way through the highway toll gates Rolling through the black hole of my silly mind's mind-state Ready? Wait. I can feel I'm slipping already My palms are sweaty, and the words I wrote, kinda forgetting I'm Hard-hitting Upsetting myself with disregard I start falling Digging myself a graveyard But maybe if you knew me for the person that I am If I'm not half the man I make out to be, would you understand? If things just never make out, never according to plan If I never meet your checklist of the things that you demand I'm shyer than you think I don't drink I don't even swear I'm a rapper who thinks that he can sing Distorting all my storylines Talking how I got here Forging all these nurseries Like I'm a puppeteer I wouldn't care about what you think It's dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb But I'm too self-conscious of everything I crumble like I'm Autumn leaves It's like I'm chasing paper Benjamins again I'm paper chasing so that I can practice medicine I don't need a reply I just really want an answer Crossing my arms across my chest like Black Panther Some things you can't stop (like stage four cancer) You're not always successful (grow from your failures) Time moves fast (opportunities missed) Never ever resent the past (the present is a gift) You gotta climb the highest mountain just to master the hill You gotta climb over your ego just to master the will Perseverance through treachery And performance fatigue Bringing Mothers and Misters from different colours and breeds together Whether included, excluded you are the same They say that sunshine awaits every time that it rains When a snowstorm brews you better get undercover We're in this together my brother, don't need to suffer I wouldn't care About what you think It's dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb But I'm too self-conscious of everything I crumble like I'm Autumn leaves I wouldn't care About what you think It's dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb But I'm too self-conscious of everything I crumble like I'm Autumn leaves