I’m done with doing this alone trying too hard with the digitized

It’s been such a wild wild ride I’m feeling kinda hot-wired

First up getting dressed I dread cause I need new threads

Tryna get organised but my mind gets pulled either side

Yeah it’s impossible to focus when the goal post’s a ghost

Gingerbread men n multi-host stretched from coast to coast

Tryna find a snippet to post so everyone can look at me, yeah look at me

And I’m not here to boast like I got the most or become pot roast

But lately I’ve been thinking what if things took off ??

I don’t need a producer just you dad and your perfect ears

You’ve got the brains so take the reins, yeah you’re our Namaste

Call me crazy n cut me like a daisy no that’ll never phase me

It’s not cause I’m lazy but I’m drowning into hazy

I just need you to save me…

Yeah I want the world to hear what’s been up in the last ten years

Cause running from the money means I’m running outta time

As for the media it’s a rainbow mess

Scribbles n graffitia ain’t my best feature

I guess I’m just a kid at heart too short to reach ya…

Yeah I’m done with them rabbit holes sorting files n folders

They’re just trap door spiders drunk on apple cider

Gimme the best and I’ll do the rest

Gimme a brand I earned that badge

Surely loyalty deserves royalties

So pretty please sponsor me so I can sail that ship

I’ll dish it out loud n make em proud

Technics Sennheiser Audio Technica

NI Yamaha Allen Heath n Behringer

Life’s so Good wearing Hello Kitty

Honda shared my chords n Samsung too

While Converse walked me through the blue

(T1D you’re at the front of the queue)

Bring it the fuk on

So I can write the next song…

All I want is perfection but all I get is rejection of what I’m projecting

It feels like regression a three-dimensional lesson served up as a lemon

Back in the day there’s no way you’d win the lot without the zing

And not without that invisible thing laced into diamond wings

Now it’s big lips lucky dips n counterfeit manuscripts

I’m living proof of disparity all I want is clarity but can’t even score charity

Yeah I’m tired of singularity I need a team to marry me

Starting with my family & the guy who gave me RED

I’d wear that king bling on my finger forever but where are ya?

I can’t even score one click not even a wet-faced dog lick

As for all the fake shit yeah the tik tok soft dick mimicking

Always torn between the mystic munching at the bit like a misfit

What’s the world gonna make of this hissy fit splattered over zero fans

Startn to feel like I got my talent from the bottom of a cereal packet

A tweety bird slammed into defeat rockn centre court without a racquet

Been doing this such a long time it’s a crime of misaligned

Is anyone out there or are you too blind is it that friggn hard to find

Stopped point blank guitar in the corner with guts hanging out

Lookn around at the silent sounds of the bomb I left behind

Yeah it’s a long way spinning to the top down from the mess I’m in

Tryna sing the be bop with a sound so unprofessional…

Here’s to the records never produced that could’ve untied the noose

I’m so sorry mum I couldn’t save you from a million miles away

I wanted to be your saviour yeah this was gonna save ya…

(But for you my son, I will ALWAYS battle on xox)