My Reflection Sits On The Horizon

My reflection sits on the horizon

Though it was probably Verizon

They might sin

But they're my sins

They keep fighting

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

 

This crude and unfinished business I took

Is fitness, a crook for the witness I cooked

We get so far we could say "is this a rook

-ie tryna win me over and lip-sync to books"

I didn't even know it before I ghost it and toasted

And took it onto a four-layer token to open and broke it

I barely touched the bubble, but my whole life popped

And at that moment man, my soul I stopped

And gave it CPR to try to bring it back to life

'Cause if you know me, y'all know I'm the king of sacrifice

If I get on your nerves, it's a head full of curse

I just can't control my anger and set off the words

Before me, sitting on this farm, I don't belong here

I'm in the wrong field, I won't last long, this song's near

This critical failure ruining my expertise and knowledge

I know me, man sometimes ya pretend to be the smartest (uh!)

My reflection is the sun, and it's just a star

Sometimes I think that I sit on the horizon and spit bars

But if I'm honest, I'm just not even in the field to be doin' this

So what I ain't fifteen, still king of this, ask who the music is

While I'm sitting back, I rap it but I still ain't producin' it

I've already told y'all what this album gon' be like

The violently driver's seat, society, mildly

Discontinuing the sky and me, becoming a variety

This is a scarcity, so I'm finding my vacancy

All the lakes and seeds, drifting me to makin' me

Wakin' see, Satan gee, what happened to takin' me

To a place I belong like that one country song

I make this apparent I'm trying but also not

You'd be fully wrong to think I saught a plot, so

What is wrong with you, tryna dissaprove autotune

Y'all oldheads tryna make me fond of you

Well I sit in here as my brain slowly dies

Until I believe it's dead, at least

While I'm leavin' them a treat

So they don't have to go before they eat

Some haters I take, I got a few more to beat

Starting to become in the brain, morbid 'bese

It swelling and well and I'm sorting beats

So I don't have enough time to be thinking

So I'm not even conscious or living

I drop dead and figure it can be a way to escape

Then I think to myself and wake up, wake for god's sake

This game's so hard, I could've broken my stride

I'm cracking open the cones, I open the pines

I've been getting worse ever since, the raw deals

I've just been stuck with the wrong shield

And I've been told I don't belong here

I'm more fitted to long, dear

And not have to endure

The pain of having to be in a situation

That I'm not sure what will be the outcome

Y'all like Encore, huh? The siller album

Seven skies H3, seven guys like me?

Flaming Lips, pay homage, heaven lies for weeks

But we in the right place If I'm being sure tazed

 

My reflection sits on the horizon

Though it was probably Verizon

They might sin

But they're my sins

They keep fighting

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

 

My reflection sits on the horizon

Though it was probably Verizon

They might sin

But they're my sins

They keep fighting

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

 

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)

'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)