THOUGHT PARK

[Verse]

Associating Songer with Toxic

Well here's a project where I'm toxic

From my goals to yours, let's run it or box-to-box it

Sitting on the dock of the bay, that's a classic record

Give me ten and then that dock where my yacht sit

Take cream of the crop shit

I sold seeds but never reaping the crop shit

I'm lucky writing, talking bout my life is an option

Apart from all my freestyles, refuse to be boxed in

My surname's got powers but my name isn't Austin

I'm here and I'm top tier

I'm human, I've got fear

This a little window to my life and then in summer I've gone clear

I live at Thought Park, it's up and downs for the whole year

I ain't wrote a song whilst I've been laying in my bed for time

These days we're laughing in it, tryna get the covers dry

I kiss my teeth when she squirt

Damn bitch, this my office but I'll let it slide, baby don't apologise

My lyric book will know me by my scary side

I used to write to cope, now I get a flight

There's airport security I recognise

Hate comments coming, now it's televised

It hurts but I can empathise

It's hard to make decisions under microscopes

It's just at a different point now

Silence in a room, I tell myself to keep my voice down

Internal monologue, he thinks we're boys now

He says things I didn't even think

Till I'm waking up hungover and I didn't even drink

Brain's jaded, I'm thinking wide words, I'm Craig David

Everybody's saving for the same bracelet

I save change to change places

It's hard to take favours

I don't even know his name, it's just a fake alias

We're just the same strangers

Some are bitter, I can see how love and hate wavers

I kinda get it, I earn money from his bae's playlist

Or drum and bass stages

I never took hands out to chase status

Worked hard, remain patient

Those who hate anonymously will remain nameless

That's not the way to the top of the food chain

I was looking at the clouds, still think of the zoot stain

I've been doing up and downs, reminiscing on Tuesday

In this roller-coaster mind at Thought Park

I love when our thoughts spark and it turn into Doomsday

Sometimes I wish I could cry

Not cause I wanna be sad but cause I wanna be fine

I think if I could shed a tear then I'd know I'm alright

Cause it's hard to get a grip of where you stand

When everything feels numb

Sometimes I think I'm alone

With a thousand different numbers texting, calling my phone

I don't wanna pick it up, I wanna talk to myself

Cause it's hard to get a grip of where you stand

When everything feels numb

This roller-coaster mind at Thought Park is up and down

So I had nightmares of fulfilling my dreams, instability screams

People try and judge my soul by what they see on their screens

But when I make it, know I made it just because I was me

This project reminds you who I am

I'm not a viral fucking TikTok, I'm a son

I'm the guy who made my debut, so much pressure on myself

I compared that shit to bullet from a gun

I chase a version of myself, I never chase the fame

They want a version of myself that is some kind of shame

I can deal with added pressure cause the game's the game

Price of therapy for me is that I'm rarely sane