Hoodies & Sweatpants

Feel trapped up in my mind and I don't know what I’m doing And I’ve never felt so cold as my thoughts are so lucid And I’m frozen still feeling numb yet my brain is still moving Telling myself that I should stop being so stupid If I could just get outta this little hell I’m in If I could just stop myself from always rhyming See I’d be the king and the world would be my castle And I don’t know why but I feel like an asshole Hoodies sweatpants cozy feeling what I’m wearing My mom likes my songs but I guess I’m always swearing People tryna control me but I guess I’m not caring Used to freestyle all day now I’m rusty like a bearing But if I keep on going I can only get better As I sit inside my room I’m only wearing my sweater I’m not feeling that warm despite the nice weather I’m not sure if I should keep rapping or wether I should stop but feel like I got a shot Wishing that I could just start at the top I’d love if it was possible I guess that it’s not But it’s okay just wait until this one drops As I sit writing in bed on a rather cold day I’m just waiting until I get my own say Make my own choices and make it outta here Just hoping anyone with a human ear Can hear that I’m trying every single day My flow is as cold as the coldest winter day I know someday I’ll be able to relax But now I’m just in hoodies and sweatpants