Super insane, I'm trapped inside a living hell just like a bird in a cage
And it ain't borderline, I owe myself an even exchange
I'm acting lit but my mind is in pain
Like torturous game
I ain't even got the fortune and fame, another jail but they also pretend
Although your mans on the fence
Probably wishing he had stayed on the bench
But that as well is a pain by itself
Where am I going with this
To keep it real I got a problem with time
It ain't enough to keep a foreign in prime
So frustrated, it's not amazing-I wake up in the morning at times and take a blink and I'm all out of time
And it's all on my mind
To keep it real I'm feeling so overwhelmed
It's like I'm giving all this time but have no time to myself
Like an hour pass by when I stare at the wrist, but a minute in my head-legit
Duck reality I need an escape
But I don't need more time to be moving away
And it's moving so fast, I can't keep up with the pace
I need way more gas in the tank for this biz
I need way more passion but I'm cold as it gets
I need no more cappin' to myself in this sitch
I need no more lacking I will even admit
I need no more friends doing minimal bits
Yeah
Yeah I'm in a race with time
And it's all on my mind
I have to keep the pace this time
Maybe then I'll be fine
Yeah I'm in a race with time
And it's all on my mind
I have to keep the pace this time
Maybe then I'll be fine
The boomers got a pain in their neck
And it's not what they did
Its what they didn't that they seem to regret
Like choosing money over their kids
Putting habits away
Or wishing they had stacked a few checks
I'm twenty two but I'm paranoid
Don't want to end up like that
Want to be eighty saying "yeah I did that"
Don't want to hate myself for ducking these facts
I need to live in the present cause time is all that I have
Yeah
Yeah I'm in a race with time
And it's all on my mind
I have to keep the pace this time
Maybe then I'll be fine
Yeah I'm in a race with time
And it's all on my mind
I have to keep the pace this time