FABRIC (Draft)

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]

Yeah, I can't sleep like I used to

The world will try to tell you who you are before you get to

Explain yourself, your thoughts

Your motives and all of your reasons

Two albums every season, what the hell do y'all believe in?

Why the hell do y'all keep reachin'?

In the evenings when I see 'em

I tell myself that love will be the thing to keep us from grieving

Need something new to believe in

'Cause these new niggas'll change on you

I mean they change on you

Why the hell did BBC only write about me

When it comes down to controversy?

What about three CD's in one year with no label?

Then we signed and our story turned into a fucking fable

I was that nigga in a room

With no motherfuckin' cable and no table

Now my mom call me whenever she need her car note

Cellphone, whatever bill paid too, y'all niggas losers

You don't understand why I do what I do, so let me do it

Get the hell on, let me do it, get the hell on, let me do it

[Refrain 1: Kevin Abstract]

You don't understand why I can't get up and shout

I keep tellin' ya

You don't understand why I can't get up and shout

[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]

Stay rough, get buff, get out, hey, boy

Stay rough, get buff, get out

The monsters swarm 'round with them toys

The monsters swarm 'round with them toys

Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out

Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out

The monsters swarm 'round with them toys

The monsters swarm 'round with them toys

[Verse 2: Matt Champion, (Joba)]

I been so pissed off, I can't even think straight

Weight hefty on the shoulders, forget the accolades

Two face (Masquerade)

Foreplay (Found a way)

Face switch, rorschach, got different personalities

I been off the grid lately, I been planning trips with Tavi'

I been feeling insane, the roof need some ventilation

'Body need a celebration, got a cup high up

There's a toast for your pussy ass

[Refrain 2: Matt Champion]

I don't really care cause I'm living my life

Fuck your opinion, I'mma do what I like

If you love me then just love me, no games played tonight

So the color on her neck, it look like a lightbrite

I don't really care cause I'm living my life

Fuck your opinion, imma do what I like

If you love me then just love me, no games played tonight

So the color on her neck, it look like a lightbrite

[Verse 3: Joba]

I'm used to feeling good as dead

I'm used to needing, a helping hand

I'm used to, feeling, useless man

I used to, wanna, be a garbage man

Somebody different and, I still feel out of place

It's like I'm God's mistake, if he even exists

I can't tell these days, I wish I could cause then I'd pray

Maybe I'll find some relief, maybe I'll find a way to break free

From all the fucked up parts of me

That they don't see, but they tryna see

I can hardly breathe, it's too much for me

I'm too much for me, when will it end

I don't even know where to begin

[Outro: Joba]

Don't mind me, I'm just killin' time (You can pick me to pieces)

But if you've got a lifeline, throw it, throw it