Going out, broad day, never feeling safe
I got a lot, on the brain, tryna break poor, late
Is all they say, but I got bags to take
I'm looking for the way out, but the map ain't made, and I'm
Going out, broad day, never feeling safe
I got a lot, on the brain, tryna break poor, late
Is all they say, but I got bags to take
I'm looking for the way out, but the map ain't, the map ain't made
3 AM, swear that I'm seeing shit
I got demons, these past me's, appearing again
If I wanna relapse, I'd talk to the flame again
So please leave me, I gotta see a life where I ain't fiending
Looking to the future, but my blood doesn't want me seeing
A new me, swear that I changed, nah I'm just not who you want me
To be, ain't that the truth, see
I got, memories of past lives consuming
Energy that I need, can't repeat history, gotta make a new me, out this shell I'll break
Looking for a way out of this place I be, and they can't help, swear that they're hindering, and I'm
Going out, broad day, never feeling safe
I got a lot, on the brain, tryna break poor, late
Is all they say, but I got bags to take
I'm looking for the way out, but the map ain't made, and I'm
Going out, broad day, never feeling safe
I got a lot, on the brain, tryna break poor, late
Is all they say, but I got bags to take
I'm looking for the way out, but the map ain't, the map ain't made
The map ain't, the map ain't made
If I started talking honest, shit
I'd be saying the same shit
Still being the one to elevate the tree
New plane of existence, I cannot lie
I've been doubting myself again
But who the f*ck else is chasing something that is great like this?
