I hate the motion, the f*cking commotion
People that own you, not a fan of the notion
Still I try, I try this real life
Yeah I try, I try to get it right
Which way, yeah
So caught up in my name
Outside of the gates
Standing in the rain
They all just want a piece of me, I keep them waiting
I finally learnt my lesson that I'm walking with some fakers
I don't know why I'm stressing I'm just cutting all these favours
I'm running out of patience
Your perspective is a time period, you gotta wait it out
Spent all my time up in my mind for a bit, but I know it's sorted out
Looking like neon lights, thinking about the sky
Had to escape from the heights, now that's all I write