tell me whats up

Ayy, I'm doin' this like nobody's listening
Like I'm just writing for myself, but, uh-um, whatever
I used to ride the blue line straight from school to work
They robbed me from my Beats by Dre's on 79th
I was in first grade when I learned how to curse
I got friends that didn't make it to be 29, it's all a simulation anyways
That's the only way that I could justify these glitches in the system
I took LSD for thirty days, X-rays showed holes in my brain
I lost memories, things are different, I lost contact, sky's the limit
Even with the ability to have a fuck, I wouldn't give it
Everyone's attention span too short to be specific
I made so many songs that when I'm gone, I'm never finished
Codependent, when I'm isolated
I'm reminded that the voices I silenced are still coexisting
I watched porn and was mad I did it
Went to church, put extra in the collection plate just for sinning
Yeah, uh
Tell me what the fuck's up
I don't wanna go out, everybody sucks
Agoraphobic in this house don't help much
Yeah, uh
Tell me what the fuck's up
I don't wanna go out (uh), everybody sucks (uh)
Agoraphobic in this house don't help much (yeah)
I'm going home to the city
I'm going rogue from the Illuminati theories
About how I've been winning
My soul was always prone to new beginnings
They told me, "Pick a genre," I picked 'em all
And flow with whatever moves me like I'm swimming
But I'm just one of many artists tryna spark a renaissance
Of speakin' our thoughts so we can stop pretending
They skipped the body of work because of how I'm dressing
At least my public crucifixion got the message spreading
I was gonna turn the volume down
But then I realized that I like this song more than I like you
I typed a couple pages out that I know I'll regret sending
So I'll keep it short, like a haiku, okay
Yeah, uh
Tell me what the fuck's up
I don't wanna go out, everybody sucks
Agoraphobic in this house don't help much
(Wake up like) yeah, uh
Tell me what the fuck's up
I don't wanna go out (uh), everybody sucks (uh)
Agoraphobic in this house don't help much
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
It's been about forty-five seconds since my last cigarette
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
This is the only vice I got right now, being sober sucks
Yo, I'm so Pisces, all my answers are planetary
I can't get the word "depression" out my vocabulary
I got Viking blood pumping through my capillaries
So it's no secret how I defeated all my adversaries
I need a New Year's resolution like it's January
I used to drown in a pint of vodka and cranberry
'Cause underwater, you can't hear all of the commentary
And my wallet's lighter from sending my homies commissary
We keep it silent where I'm from, it's not a lot of sharing
And I'm not in a cell, but all my problems solitary
Therapy came and helped me lift some of this weight I'm bearing
Double-Xs on my neck, express what I hold honorary, gang, gang
Yeah, uh
Tell me what the fuck's up
I don't wanna go out, everybody sucks
Agoraphobic in this house don't help much
(Wake up like) yeah, uh
Tell me what the fuck's up
I don't wanna go out (uh), everybody sucks (uh)
Agoraphobic in this house don't help much
If I can't make you smile, then would you smile again?
(Uh, tell me what the fuck's up)
Uh, tell me what the fuck's up
If you can't help me laugh, then help me laugh again
(Yeah, uh, tell me what the fuck's up)
Whole album made right here in my living room
Yeah, I still wish we kept that line that's like
"With the same crudo, at dinner eatin' hamachi crudo"
My brother Rook don't eat nothin' but cheeseburgers
Haha, if you know, you know, yeah
Day ones