[Verse] Good morning apathy You might be a bit early, actually Give it up so the cats can see That I am giving myself No credit when the time tells It's like the third timed hell I been saying I do well I been saying I got the positive images in my head Been promising that I take some time off to care for myself Like to think that I'm doing better than I actually do I've been scraping through my brain and still I leave some residue Dirty gla** with a used fork like penguin-sport Sitting in my Audi is like I'm sitting in court Feel like Sophie Haas when I'm handling rapping But actually I'm more like Schäffer if I get it to cracking I mean , I've never been slacking I grab my phone and I'm texting The same five people that I always turn to when I'm in stress My whole limbs are spaghetti, add parmesan while I'm at it I'm getting eaten by my head because my poison is lead It keeps burning the bridges I can't contact, though I'm itching You scratch the surface, you're with it But you don't want your percentage Alienating the people I'm sticking out like a Zebra But because I'm so small I keep on counting amnesias Cheetahs, coming out the cathedral If you f** with the homie pour a shot of that tequila [Outro] There are so many things that I need to do before I die There are so many things I need to do before I die But somehow, I can't get to them [Sample] d**h closes all, but something ere the end, some work of noble note may yet be done