Jvst rebel:
Numb to emotion
And your bullsh*t
Say you got tools, b*tch
Then pull it
Sick of all these b*tches
Who don't do sh*t
But on fool sh*t
Think they rule this
But can't prove it
Swearing on existence
Imma lose it
Found myself surrounded by these d-class
Weak ass muh fu*kas
I'm sick of this positioning
It's time to make some ruckus
Only gave 50%
But y'all can't match half of that
So much toxicity around me
That i need a hazmat
I speak facts, there's backlash
So i stay reserved and quiet
Always hear of my potential
But i show it, there's a riot
So i move in silence
Every step, i'm calculating
Now i don't care and ain't fooled
With "progress" that you making
fu*k yo faking, i got plans
Pick a side and pick it right
Either you stand with me
Or you just another fight
Tired of these snakes
I just vibe by myself
fu*k my ego, i want growth
Only pros, i'm asking help
Staring out this window
Thinking of some past events
See, my minds a stranded island
Easily, sh*t gets intense
Wishing i could just go back
But for now, i just repent
Cause this is not the rebellion
I wanna represent
Had to learn the hard way
That there's always someone plottin
So you've gotta set your bounds
So they never see you fallin
And i know for some
I'm just a means to an end
There's a difference between cooling
And us actually being friends
Stopped getting personal
Cause someone took my hope and crushed it
It was right then and there
That i said "i've had enough sh*t"
Hope the b*tch feels accomplished
Now noone gon get the chance
If do see them again
They catching these hands
Gimme my bands b*tch
I been on some different sh*t
That most know that they can't get
fu*k the yes man ish
All of y'all just can it
And vanish
Y'all got no choice
I demand it
See, y'all started up this fire
Time to fan it
{interlude}
Froz tha odyssey:
I’m beginning on my bates sh*t
Demonstrating advantages when you’re not the favorite
Most of us are basic
Dwelling in a matrix
Wasted
The youth has lost its energy in stasis
Brainless
We all depending on technology
And soon to form a phobia of colloquy
Ridding inner modesty
Treating this high school like rocketry
b*tch, you wake, you not asleep
Drooling all the time in class so constantly
I’ve had it
You’re plastic
Some mannequin idiots
So dramatic
Ecstatic
Erratic affiliates
If i may, i’d like to pose a question
Why accept the citizen you’re not supposed to let in?
Now you fu*ked up, i’m escaping with the greatest impression
I’m enigmatic in my blood
I don’t taint the expression
Motherfu*ker, it’s what it is
While you homies su*king dick
And it makes me aggressive
Psyche
I don’t even grin
Don’t even laugh
Don’t give a sh*t for the conflict
Or believe in wrath
Giving fifty percent
You tire effort to succeed intact
Separate incentive when this means you pass
Shout out to sakura, she bad as fu*k
But i can’t commit
I just wanna see her back to front
And that’s the gist
Lookit
Do my dance at lunch
Watch a victory boogie
I’m just kidding
But that’s ya’ll for a victory cookie
It’s facts
You pander to the feeders
Thin, brittle, pathogenic pleaders
Shut your fu*king mouths
You be lacking in demeanor
You the type of fu*ker i’ll abandon to my senior
See ya
I’ve got a goal, not a dream, get it right
I’m on a roll, lot of cheats, hella tight
If i require a step stool, you’re hired
Otherwise, you’re another guy
And i’m only getting higher