Cynic raps - Quasimoto lyrics

Write till my hands bleed Wallet empty where my pants be Tryna write my pain away Life can be demanding Wait everyday at the bus stop Thinking nothing ever gone change Ride the train and watch rooftops Thinking things gone never be the same Galaxies where we came from Mrs. Ralis you raised a great son Started writing raps in the back of the cla** Waiting for that day to come Lost close friends gained some Feel like i can't trust none Some things I can't speak of Memories laid away in my trust-fund 20k on my mind-state f** you and your wrist-watch People no that my sh*t knock tell a mof**a I ain't hip hop Write what I feel like my life isn't real life You down to earth I fly kites I'm bound to reach great heights I stayed up my late nights I payed up my respects People say I'm up next never cared about no checks Money money never cared about their version of success Swear they tryna k** our minds putting creativity to d**h So f** it I made it I'm bout to be famous Don't care what they sayin They limits is han*s If I fail a well victory's painless At least I tried to make my self not nameless Teenagers acting brainless my aim is to elevate to bigger stages I'm tryna open up my mind cuz my head-space trapped in cages I won't let them crop me out the picture Give an authoritarian figure a middle finger When we talked felt like god hit me on the ringer But now that you're gone I feel like a voiceless singer Is that's love? That's question Thoughts in my head getting me trapped in depression