Burnt Out

[Verse 1] I’m burnt out I've got some doubts clouded around me Roundabout's about these bouts I go out with myself I'm bound to physical, spiritual left residual and it’s criminal Also, it's beautiful I'm conflicted, conflicting cryptid, and scripted into existence Good, bad, wicked perspective the only difference Innocence, is gifted then stripped away in an instant Penitentiary my state Come take a visit and see what it's like When your bars are the only vision And the only guards are demons They're feening for more resistance Because resistance makes stronger Let it linger longer than a lick and watch it wander Expanding and demanding more from everyone downunder Its grip, slip up, get up quickly Pick up the missed calls for miscues and mistakes and excuses The shoe fits anyone who will misuse it And this music, see, is not for the faint of heart You got to get on board with it and make like it's Noah's Ark [Verse 2] Before Before the flood comes down and we can't turn back around Pessimistic premonition Life is full of repetition, wishing, hoping that I'm tripping But my intuition itching I ain't heard from loved ones in a minute Despite the distance I hope they know I love them But I've been stuck in the trenches I'll be forgetting my granny be praying for me But I feel the weight of the world I feel like it's weighing on me And I feel like my people been waiting on me to figure it out My team needs me to focus on the sound My girl needs me around Momma ain’t getting younger My pop's trying to recover My sister and both my brothers don't get enough of my time But I hope they know I love them To my friends and my fam I'm sorry I ain’t hit you up I've been trying to keep from going under Whole planet going through it something vicious Hoping it ain't too late I pray we get a chance to fix this Before we supernova and we burn out in an instance I’m burnt out [Verse 3] Doing right things For the wrong reasons Wrong things to fight my demons Lost sense where is my reason Hold my head up in my weakness Closer to the sun But I'm like Mercury or Venus I’m burnt out Candlewick gets burned down Wax dripping on the vinyl Cast me into legendary no revival The greatest no denial I am my own disciple I’m made from my own trials and errors I'm so focused on the latter I don't check how high I’m measured I’m just pressured to the top Rising over and above And My mental suffer tough Cause I don't ever stop to love Myself need help But scream it in my pillow Hid my pain since I was 12 Y’all taught me how to yell The pencil taught me how to quiet all the spells Of vexation, expectation, oppressed feelings, devastation Depressed being meditation Media attention more connected We still losing our connection Having trouble recollecting When I look at my reflection All I see is that I’m Burnt out