Lost @ 3 - Xenial

I used to fantasize bout traveling space and time

On the road as I put everything on the line

Seeing fans shaking hands and blowing they minds

I see them cry bout the person that they idolize

But I rewind so I take it back

I’m so attached to the music when I’m in it I would snap

Like I’m stuck in a trap with my hands clapped tied down

Nobody ever sees me in the lab making rounds

I’m dream chasing addicted I need patience

I’m stuck in between being unseen and being hated

I’m Running round all the races

Waking up killing stages

Surprised cause everyone telling me my lyrics save them

But I don’t know if I try to

Cause what if there’s a time when everybody would eye you

Would I be a target

Would I be gone over nonsense

Or Instagram likes while they taking a prophet

I’ve been lost so long now I’m stuck in overdrive

Racking over my brain to make up a simple line

Thinking about meeting everyone who said I’m saving lives

Talking and getting to know them from a deeper side

Everyone be swithcing when they get recognition

But me I do it for them fans that I got out of spitting

From the Bay to U. K

L.A. to Paraguay

What if I can’t live up to the hype train right away

It’s like I’m feeling the pressure

Like I’m in game 6 but they out for my neck um

Why is it people with batteries in your back

The ones who take it out of you when you kill opening acts it’s like

Nowadays I can’t tell who really rock with the team

Or want me up in a cell

Who wanting me to succeed

Or want me living in hell

But fuck it I’m better doing everything by myself