Cycle Ekoh

[Intro]
There’s a tiny office building in your head
Filled with many busy executives
Who make all your decisions for you
Each executive has a monkey demon on his back
Who makes him work hard and each demon has another demon on his back
And those demons have demons (Demons, demons)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I bet they love me when I’m dead and gone
Yeah, and everybody’s gonna sing me songs
See, I’ve been trying to get along
But don’t nobody know my name
And I’ve been sick of playing around with all these fucking games
And way before I lost my mind and got my wrist tatted
It sounded great when no one knew me and I didn’t matter
I didn’t care about the music, I just hated how I felt
And so I did all of the drugs trying to find myself
Homie, yes, I be spitting this from the bedroom floor
When no one thought I'd be anything better than a pilled out poet
Owned it from the ground up
Started writing down some—
Things that I was feeling
I didn’t know that I found love
And If I’m being real, I still don’t know where I been going
Blowing candles out at every birthday with a wish to show me
Cuz I’m afraid of what's gon’ happen if I don’t make it
But more afraid of what'll happen if I do, so—