Born-100.Dev

[Verse:]
Stumbling feels familiar these days
I beat my head into this familiar weak phrase
Kiddy talk shit, got paid then I lost it
Came home, work is the reason exhausted
Mentally, navel cost big or claustrophobic
I’m a grown kid now so I told myself to figure it out
So I figure now that’s my time down
Here with the rhyme spell book, granted crown
I reach an end of series of fear
But the pen quilt gears turning to the next one
I burn my thumb to get thunder stoned
I am keen to my baby self
Would breakdown at the smallest [?]
I mean straight couldn’t take it to face
Or kneecap, believe that Navel fought death
Was that e-zap or easy, believe me, I get it
I’m picky with food and can get a little jealous
But I didn’t get to this point without
[?] words other than bentleys mom or MTV
Wow, what an odd show
I live relaxed with a screen at the crossroads
Watch youtube vids, unfollow, or full blast
I could’ve stood last and still stumbled
Familiarly humbled now
Navel with the tongue full
Navel with the tongue full