Thankyou.

[Intro]

I been to myself about all this, really
So, for those of you who know me
And are wondering why
Look

[Verse 1]

I feel intoxicated
When I feed mind in a beat
I can be anything
I can be anyone
Or go dumb, or show up and show off
Or go off, or sew up where I'm cut
I can get lost in a line
And float where no one can find (no one can find)
A space time doesn't pass
I can laugh, I can cry
That's for me, I won't lie no more, no more
I don't mean to bore, if I do
I did my best to make every last little draft I crafted
So very matchless, yet still attached in these raps
It's like 50% for me, 50% for you
To tell the truth, though
I began strictly to let out emotions
I don't know when this took up a residency
But it is dense, see, love I have
Oh, God, I am hopeless but I

[Chorus]

I thank you
I thank you
I thank you
For letting me release
Though you may not be listening
I thank you
I thank you
I thank you
For letting me be me
In these tracks you will never hear

Thank you

[Verse 2]

Just imagine some credits rollin' right now, heh

I never been one to boast but drunk it I'm fuck
Off sound, never been wound until this shit
I never pro found words or wove wit till
I got effed in the head, no bed
It's led to this and this may lead no where
If these seeds ain't entertain, I thoroughly care
Apparently I need this
I'm weak, this may be my peak
I sing bad, I speak with poor grammar, see
Still my fam kinda feed my ego
And watch my head grow
It been that since 14 when I began
So in deep, I'm unique and a demon
Or maybe it's over my head, they unique horns, see
I'm in my own fantasy
I don't plan to leave
I'm planted like a tree that got planted (woo, fuck!)
Got all-the-time wood
Y'all just morning
It kills me, no mourning
I bleed for sport so this may be it, dog
Know that if I never right wrong
These ain't even songs
They my diary
Or diarrhea, I heart Sia
You fag rappers, the kid in me wanted to be ya
But I've grow up and out, Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia
Of that stature, no statue, Mano Tiki Tia
This be a plea of ignorance
The tape I'm 'bout to push low intensity
Yet immense, the dense beats
My tents pitched, I might beat
I passed tense see, saw
I got a length problem
My tracks are too damn long
Perhaps I'm compensating for somethin'
Or maybe I'm in love with the love that comes right out of me (gross)
No I don't mean like... ugh
The less I care, the more y'all will, maybe
But I hate me, so I care zero
I'm nobodies hero, I'm too insecure
Fuck my words and rhyme-schemes and all of my beats
This is all I—
This is all I been tryna get out
From the first song made for this, "K."
To this, 2 years late
I hope it rubbed wrong peeps the wrong way
I want paid mind, I paid mine and all my time
Damaged ships and took physical hits to health
Overworked myself, was it worth it?
I fear topics I talk about, may not be relevant when it drops
So, if I don't blow up here
Maybe the next day, in more vet rhyme, cause it's time
I'm turnin' out all of the lights and finally goin home
Ey Ye, goodnight

[Interlude]

[Outro]

Thank the birds, Robbin
Thank the trees
And thank Shannon
And thank the blunt, blazin'
Thank the months, May
And thank the sluts
Nah, too many to name, for real
But thank the x, Mark
And thanks Bo
And K. Graves
And thank the pay, see
And thank me cause as hard as it may be to imagine
This could've been so much worse
So much fuckin' worse, guys
You've... heard... worse
Ha