Headspace/Headspin

[Verse 1: GNAW]
Yo
The time I've wasted
The days that I've turned to makin'
I'm pacin' the floor and waitin'
Without any sort of payment
Was it worth it?
Or am I chasin' a fuckin' dream
The delusions run in my genes
And I'm steadily losin' sleep
And then I'm tired of it
Take a nap and then I'm fired up and
Open fire on the mic
My words are lighter fluid
Take a swig of Arizona
Open window air was blowin'
Thinkin' to myself
"If they can make it, I can do it"

In the studio
Actually the computer room
Typin' up a new document
Writin' when it refuses to stop
And to take a moment
Deletin' thе words I wrote
'Cause anxiety didn't likе 'em
He told me I wasn't supposed to be
Rappin' and writin'
I'm painfully white
And if anybody heard me
It's laughin' on sight
And I'm actually frightened of
The words of the people
That listen to me
But the people are pleased
With the slightest of ease
And I don't know the reason
And jeez

[Pre-Chorus: GNAW]
I just wanna be the man
But it's hard when every thought
Inside your head is at your hands, and
People tell me "try to plan"
But I never schedule anything
Unless it's in advance, and

I just wanna be the man
But it's hard when every thought
Inside your head is at your hands, and
People tell me "try to plan"
But I never schedule anything
Unless it's an event, uh

[Hook: GNAW]
Record player, head spinnin' like a vinyl
Beyblade top, let it rip upon arrival
Spittin' crazy shit
I need to fuckin' violate your sanity
The vanity's depleted with the amnesty

Record player, head spinnin' like a vinyl
Beyblade top, let it rip upon arrival (uh)
Shit, 'cause lately
I've been questionin' my everything
And maybe I'm the one, or maybe
That's just what I'm tellin' me

[Verse 2: Belak]
I already scrapped my first time writin' this
Might do it again, unless I get a good spin
Battle royale need to win, no I don't need a wig
My flaws as openly displayed as my heart
I've been rearrangin' letters from the start
Through an end
Texts never render, it was read
And not responded to
It's hard to reach out
If they doubt what you is about
You won't wanna run your mouth
You won't wanna ruin this

You won't wanna destroy that
Or be lackin' some beast, and
Boy is he fab
I don't use no cheat codes
No life hacks
I gotta break my back
To get a dollar in tax
Uncle Sam wants you?
Well I don't want him back!
This' just a few fun facts
For anyone of any class
I don't care if you broke
Or if you're rollin' up grass
I don't care if you rich
Or if you got a bad ass
It's what you do and how you act that's gonna last
Not person pressures, not a message from your past
Not in no conversation
Not a repressed memory from a basement
It's that light in my attic that I be chasin'
I'm rappin' like disc off a Mason
I don't need no confirmation, I'm hittin' my mark
I'm smokin' up sour diesel, set ablaze
With a spark, driftin' in the lemon haze
This is art

[Hook: GNAW]
Record player, head spinnin' like a vinyl
Beyblade top, let it rip upon arrival
Spittin' crazy shit
I need to fuckin' violate your sanity
The vanity's depleted with the amnesty

Record player, head spinnin' like a vinyl
Beyblade top, let it rip upon arrival (uh)
Shit, 'cause lately
I've been questionin' my everything
And maybe I'm the one, or maybe
That's just what I'm tellin' me

[Outro: GNAW]
Record player, head spinnin' like a vinyl
Beyblade top, let it rip upon arrival
Spittin' crazy shit
I need to fuckin' violate your sanity
The vanity's depleted with the amnesty

Record player, head spinnin' like a vinyl
Beyblade top, let it rip upon arrival (uh)
Shit, 'cause lately
I've been questionin' my everything
And maybe I'm the one, or maybe
That's just what I'm tellin' me