Piece of Mind 4 Witt Lowry

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I hate it when you're here but you're not here
Hate it when your friends turn to old peers
Hate it when you talk but you don't hear
Hate it when your energy feels weird
Last time I think I laughed, it was last year
Made more money last month than the past year
When everything feels fake, only facts here
I remember working back as a cashier, simpler times
Now it's been three weeks, still the page is empty
They hang on every word I fuckin' say
While I appreciate you, wait for my perspective
Gotta keep it real, there's somethin' else in play
Somethin' I can't explain, yeah
Like the lyrics I find in my mind were put in my brain, damn
Is it really that deep? Maybe it's me
Then one day, I came across what the Romans believed
And even the Greek
You see, they believe we create from our Genii
It's not in our genes, that got me to think
'Bout rappers who claim that they're more than just human
Promote what they pour in their drink
Was makin' me think, I needed a substance to create
With somethin' that wasn't in me
But pardon me, please
Fuck all that nonsense
I believe that my music is bigger than me
If I'm bein' honest
And I think that it's lame for an artist
To claim they're a god or a goddess
Because that type of thinkin' is silently killing off all of our artists
While the industry profit, fillin' their wallets, damn