Lyric - Casper lyrics

Verse 1 Once upon a time, my mind's a land far away Since larvae, scarred apart, act like I threw my heart away Hardly starting, sleeves rolled up when my heart is showing Hardly flowing, clotting cause my once present heart is broken I'm lost, mapping. Feel my soul blacken Impersonating rappers whose care seems to be lacking Slacking life, pa**ing cla**--rooms Because I know that I will end up average, crashing at my Dad's home Y'all say I'm good at rapping, I say I need practice I want a flow you can't touch like inside a cactus I'm trying to climb up to the top with some broken lattice I want to reach my dreams in a place other than my mattress My songs have been on pause because my flaws are afoot And they keep kicking me till I fall when I'm writing these hooks There's only been uno times that I've made it close The old me is dead; I'm a friendly ghost Chorus Casper, just trapped in my soul Got a lot of dreams, don't want to let them go People talkin sh**, I don't even wanna know f** it, I'm about to go ghost Verse 2 I'm losing connection, far away, I'm cordless I'm not k**ing with my flow because I'm lacking worship Too rich for free lunch, too poor to afford it I want to k** on my flow like I'm a swordfish Showing hate for the rules, and whoever enforce it Stealing forbidden fruit; sneaking in the orchard It's crazy, I've got beef; but, my plate is pork-less How am I to make a mark when my tables forkless? How do I find happiness, it's too hard to seek it Now my face is breaking out like the guards are sleeping Stressing over nothing, I want stouffer stunting Life's a movie, and the cast? I think I've broken something Because, the endings coming, and my friends are running You ain't getting gravy when you're soft as stuffing I'm reaching out, yet I'm not coming close to My friends are disappearing, guess they're all ghosts too Chorus Verse 3 I can't take this warfare How I started a diffute between my parents down stairs Just when I thought I got a grip around everything My Dad's words echo in my head, saying I'll never change My palms are sweaty; I dropped the weight I was carrying And I let them down again, so their trust I've been burying In a grave yard next to my pride and my hope And I was buried alive, that's why I feel like a ghost