It's practice time
I'm coming for the practice
Yo don't freak it's Practice
F-R-Y's ya sensei
F-R-Y's ya sensei
Here he comes to make way
Here he comes to make way
Eating big chews with Nicktoons
And sipping off my potion
Flipped my inner tube now breathing
Underwaters been my motion
If you're f*cking with the vibes
Well don't just go home
Break your headphones, crush your soul
Just like the world has told you so
For me the delusion turns psychosis
Lying in this bed of woe
Is where I'm found
Trying to comprehend
These fractal visuals
Stuck in a time loop
Where my ego fades into the black sand
Over time
Grow your wings or you'll just crash land
Then the edge is always right here
The way I learned to fight fear
Is to take a lot of acid
And to play within our night terrors
Just another lonely guy
Way too paranoid to focus
Hearing knocks inside the walls
Writin my Opus
Who's the dopest
Lemme hear it
F-R-Y's ya sensei
Here he comes so make way
F-R-Y's ya sensei
With that same old shit
From back in the day
Mentally I'm on the god hand
But this poverty in my land
Means the things I must consume
Are moon rocks and top ramen
Words of the wicked
Say that life is a dream
Life said tough shit
Depression is a chronic disease
I'm not unique
Buckle my knees
At least it seems to f*cking be
That you can't catch an MC
Here making Sonic OCs
Though Still with positivity
My aura gets the best of me
To write my pain out willingly
Is the cure and necessity
In passion lies fulfillment
The hungry and off kilter
Are the ones who live in light
While the rest suck inside the filter
So go and live your fullest
Or just live in self doubt
It shouldn't take a whole song
For me to write this all out
So
F-R-Y's ya sensei
Here he comes so make way
F-R-Y's ya sensei
Yeah
I know how I can beat
This existential dread guys
I gotta believe