Verse 1
hey big burn grow up and start a family
all your facebook friends are married with babies
the American dream is yours for the taking
give up and live vicariously
fuck that not gonna lay the mic down yet
too many demons to get off my chest
too much youthful exuberance left
to cash my loneliness insurance check
Like New Hope I can feel the walls caving in
wish I could see a ray of hope coming in
the sad irony of a marketing major
that can't get his fucking music heard
8 years in this motherfucking game
and i got a measly 200 fans to my name?
the world crushed my dreams into powdered form
i'd change careers but my dick's to small for porn

Chorus 2x
got a lot of shit to dump off my chest
an introvert with topics to address
so please sit back while I confess
the musings of a melancholic mess

Verse 2
props to my grandpa he's so successful
built a company from the ground up
a self made man with good business sense
it's a shame that i'll never live up to it
how depressing that i have urges to quit
when my career hasn't started yet
this is supposed to be my fucking prime
but i'm just another fruitless rap paradigm
30 years old is drawing nigh
so if this shit's gonna happen now is the time
reality is rappers don't age well
looking to youtube for that magic spell
i pray that milkshake will be my viral savior
blow up like hopsin have my own tour
go for the gusto full fucking bore
and have skeptics doubt me nevermore


Bridge
quarter life crisis I know it's cliché
but the grim idea of death infiltrates
my thoughts every minute of every day
and my 21 grams are melting away
it sounds fucked up but sometimes i wish
i wasn't wearing my seat belt when i hit
that brick wall in that accident
dead on arrival for the ambulance

Verse 3
alas i'm still stuck here on earth
please pass that resident evil herb
cause I need to escape from this fucked up world
sit and watch the vapors from the vape pen swirl
spent years developing good friendships
what difference does it really make when
people move on go their separate paths
next time they see my name is an obit paragraph
Walter White like seething resentment
keeps growing I can't seem to stop it
hope keeps getting crushed by my fears
ashamed to look in the god damn mirror
the aliens from my dad's anecdote
should finish what they started 30 years ago
abduct me like in fire in the sky
operate on my brain see what's wrong with my mind