TimeFliesWhenYoureHavingFun

The Virus

I’m hardly impressed, and rarely surprised

I’m twenty-four years of age but I feel like forty-five

I’ve seen the other guys, I done peeped the other side

There’s not a day of the week that I relate to their rhymes

The way they not embarrassed, depressed deep down inside

Turn themselves into a cartoon and hopes it will suffice

Gold-plated bars, imitation ice

Tryna fake it but they end up breaking out for this life

They throw it all away, everything that came naturally

Every aspect that is unique, they done trashed it

Ridiculous outfits, unfitting haircuts

The opposite of them just as long as it means bucks

Pseudo rap enthusiasts belong in the loony bin

On the internet trying to prove to strangers how cool he is

I’m no gatekeeper for what you should and shouldn’t do

But look inside of you,

I promise you will know just what to do

SESH

I done put a hundred thousand hours into this ****

Made a hundred songs before I turned the age of ten

Don’t talk to me about how you feel old

Cause I've spent some years on this

*****, get out my zone

This road I walk alone is cold but I am Bones

Ten toes when they would fold so many nights alone

The war from the crowd when I break a microphone

The lure of the dead man has took me round the globe

The team that is Sesh forever etches stone

For those that follow in our steps to make their own

We the main ingredients, whatever's on the stove

You could be hot now, but tomorrow you gon’ be cold