Broken

I woke up at 12 dawn
Had to hear something
About shit outside
I’ma go out on a ride
On my bike
Keeping out of sight
My mom told me I gotta talk right
But I’m on the fight
For success
That I’ll never regret

I’m on that 90s shit
Trying to be a 90s bit
Yet I can’t be 90s rich
Cuz my presidents an idiot
Who can even count
Here’s the fountain of water and wine
It’s about time
I’ve been working on my rhymes
People hate
It’s there fate
Yet they’ll be earring me 5 star
When I’m whipping in cars
That they want

We can’t fix all the stuff we like
It’s like my bike
Rusty flat tires
I’m tired
Reroute
Put the wires back together
Forever that’s like us
Even though
I met you on the bus
Now I ride solo