I'm stuck in Notepad, staring at the world like I've got cancer
Love isn't hopeless when someone finds answers
I've been puppetting chances
Studying a lot so I guess my nerdish outlandish visions
Don't make sense 'cause no one listens
I'll make them mean something once I make means
I go from raking wheat to rolling green eight days a week
Not on drugs and they can't believe because everyone used to smoke with me
Hopefully all this dopamine has a place to breathe
Once I've paid the dues and I've faced the beast
I can pace to be what I race to be
Basically I'm no basic teen, talk in real is challenging
'Cause I'm so static-stutter
No one took note since I turned three
Ma mistaken me for Shut Up, till I closed that shutter
Now my partner is the only one hearing me speak
Blind closed with a blindfold, a microphone, record on
I'm ready to go in tougher than any motherf*cker
Funneling my tunnel vision through a broken lens
Waiting for my notes to invest into some trends
Bipolar disorder making loose ends loosen
Inside of my walls there's a noose and no one knows
No one tells and no one grows, no one glows
No one tells and no one grows, no one glows