End of the Year V3 Rxseboy

[Verse 1]
No writer's block
Lately, I just never go and write a lot
Got minor shock from all the problems bought up in that item shop
Erase my thoughts, and I don't wanna think, just wantin' time to stop
It's movin' fast, I'll slow it down
With all the drugs inside my socks (Yeah)
I'm caught in caution tape, coughin' up all the commentary
Kinda actin' convoluted, truth is life is gettin' scary (Damn)
Not likin' college, I'm constantly overthinkin'
Rode a wave to inspire, but sadly my shit been sinkin'
Point the blame at myself like I shot up a dirty mirror
My momma told me to quit it, but sorry I couldn't hear her
Appearance is what they care about
Clearance on all my whereabouts
Came in contact with gods, but I couldn't man up to stare 'em down (Why?)
I'm feelin' less human
More of a mystery
Should I listen to destiny
Aphrodite been testin' me
Accolades and them escalades
Every problem gon' escalate
Demonstrate why they hesitate
Never makin' it anyways

[Interlude 1]
You'll have to do better than this, [?]
Alright