How many more?
Tell me
How many more though?
For real
How many more memories we gonna make
Till it start slipping
Drifting away
A good one to the next one
The current beauty gets displaced
Like it's clockwork
And even the broke ones is right twice a day
Get stuck thinking when it's my turn
How long I'mma have to wait?
How many more verses I'm gonna write
Till it stop being fun
I'm getting tired of the running
The real life price to pay
I'm tired of the grieving
Wouldn't have to if I was the first to leave
But what do I have left to offer?
How many more questions, I want the answers
I'm not begging but I'm close to it
A restart needed with what I'm holding in
I wanna move with the rain clouds
If this water could just wash the pain now
I'mma go Osmosis Jones
Not f*cking with the same crowds
No longer alone (BQE)
They calling me insane, how?
Whose plan
Only the boss of me
And we the product of our spirit
I don't care how long it takes
Second by second
Layer by layer
I'mma make it