Synth Star

Master of creation Got Toyota on my bracelet Selling boards but just for payment Cop a sword and go on Sway and I said I'm staying for dinner we eat in the kitchen Your mom and you dad and they love my ambition Liminal spaces I live in is giving me issues defining what's real and what's fiction Picture their faces When you start hitting the stages They thought were fictional places Patience is key though, no races Perfect your craft in your basement Take it to nations and Saturn Don't chase the racks just to make it The time you wasted's what matters Future on my mind told my momma I'm a synth star Shooting for the moon, don't gasp when I hit mars Sittin' in my room again I gotta take the chain off See the universe and hope the bedding make the pain stop I'm staying for dinner we eat in the kitchen Your mom and you dad and they love my ambition Liminal spaces I live in is giving me issues defining what's real and what's fiction