Ego Death!

I'm only getting colder Stress is on my shoulder Time just looks away, ego death be getting closer I'm only getting cold Ego death be getting close I'm only getting colder Stress is on my shoulder Time just looks away, ego death be getting closer I'm only getting cold Ego death be getting close Times ain't like they used to be Niggas act like bitches and bitches getting too loose for me I, pray every night, I'm afraid of me ever losing me Homies tryna pick up the kid, like this is truancy, truthfully? truthfully I can find no peace and I'm low-key too selfless I can't go out like steez please, the more trees the more green The more money, the more leaves These bitches come and go, just like waves in the sea (You're a hoe, oh oh) I think about dying man, way too often I even had a dream of how it looks inside of my coffin As much as I learn, as much as I teach (Teaching) Your reaction, your reality, you live what you preach And I reek of contemplation and it hints at my impatience Tripping on shrooms, having psyched imaginations Imagine a nation where we ain't teaching niggas hating But I'm never waiting I'm only saying, I'm only praying I'm only getting colder Stress is on my shoulder Time just looks away, ego death be getting closer I'm only getting cold Ego death be getting close I'm only getting colder Stress is on my shoulder Time just looks away, ego death be getting closer I'm only getting cold Ego death be getting close (I'm cold, I'm Froze) (Can't trust no hoes) (Racks on the floor) (Gonna make some more) I see mistakes as blessings, I see these blessings as lessons I see my knowledge as a weapon, I see people divided I see a lack of respect and I see a lack of progression I see, everybody on their phone, but they lack real connection So hello, if you don't answer then I'll leave a message I'm just a, big dreamer, big schemer (Schema Schema Schema) I don't need to flex, I'll let you judge me by my demeanor I come from a place of false truth and rented beamers Liquor shops next to the cleaners trying to stay on the side Where the grass is greener, trying to learn how to fly I dress in, high fashion with a shank by my side I'm on the road to success, but I missed my ride I never complain, no excuses, guide the youth like Confucius Give you the real shit, speaking truth no confusions I'm really me I'm really there (You're a hoe yeah), no illusions Playing my part, I played it smart Imma find a solution