Social Anxiety

Sorry, I’m late, I didn’t wanna come
Trying to relate, what am I going home
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
Will I prevail?
When I bleed out?
Everybody’s got a song with a detail
I gotta week now
To decide who I really wanna be now
What I spend on my feelings
I’m spending on clothes
I don’t think about it
Till I write this though
They don’t make it like this no more
But you spitting it out
Just like I been in your mouth
New cost
Like a coupon
With no roof on
Eating croutons
Stoge it out, slow it down
It’s been a million times
Since we spoke about
All the time we had
When my rhymes were bad
Maybe we can go ahead
And find the past
Just define the path
Sorry, I’m late, I didn’t wanna come
Trying to relate, what am I going home
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
I can’t escape, how did I end up here
Its getting late, what am I going home now
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
Make it or not
Staging the plot
Maybe they think that
I’m just gonna flop
Maybe my CD would
Sell out in stores in 2005
But I’m two thousand shy
Of the comments and likes and replies
The attention they paying me none
Yet they showing me love as if they
Was my cousin
But I might just be buggin'
I’m carrying lots of this luggage
I’m smashing up all of the pumpkins
I’m Billy Corgan of course
I’m gonna plug in
Yeah I’m plugging you something
Like HDMI, maybe I’m high
Maybe I’m killing em softly
Like Lauryn and Pras
Maybe I’ll try, I’m
Sorry, I’m late, I didn’t wanna come
Trying to relate, what am I going home
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
I can’t escape, how did I end up here
Its getting late, what am I going home now
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
And I’m tired of running
Just like the turtle was
I got a turquoise blunt
With a side of flame
I’m gonna ride the wave
Just like I’m celefane
Yeah, my mind state
Like pompai
If the stars align
I’m gonna find space
Two peas in a pod, edamame
Outside the realm where my mind stay
Remember when I rapped in my basement
All my beats kill em like fuck or a facelift
Listening to RZA and a Pete Rock sample
Tickling the limit when my peak got ample
I got dope by the hour
Dirt up in your ass
Better take your shower
Everybody’s filling up their silicon tower
But all that shit just makes them cowards
Sorry, I’m late, I didn’t wanna come
Trying to relate, what am I going home
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
I can’t escape, what am I doing here
Its getting late, what am I going home now
It’s a breakdown, it’s a breakdown, all the way down
Its getting late…