The path.

[Intro: BIG LAX}
I’ve been down this road before
But I don’t like where it goes
I was trying to take it slow
But then new problems they arose
I’ve seen highs and I’ve seen lows
But never been this low before
How I got here no one knows
Now I’m stuck on this path I chose
[Verse 1: BIG LAX}
I set myself up just to get knocked down
Tried to learn from my mistakes just to be shot down
Wish I was hot now instead I’m a mocked clown
Cause without the keys to success you get locked out
Staring in from outside
Thinking you’ve been downsized
When actually there’s just stuff your teachers should’ve outlined
We just go through motions to the point we put out loud sighs
Mouths wide, looking like someone just said foul rhymes
But for the most part I'm not surprised these days
My smile’s fake can’t tell if it’s a good disguise these days
I wake up every morning mad like I despise these days
But really life just ain’t like what was advertised these days
I thought I could do better
I never thought I’d do worse
Love my mom I won’t upset her
But she left me with a curse
A curse called expectations
I feel like I’m immersed
In a pit of all my failures and I don’t think they’ll disperse
Cause I’m a wreck, I could crash any day just like a comet
Like even if the stars aligned I don’t think I could stop it
I could hold the world in my hands and I’d still drop it
Like I’d put it in the washer before I took it out my pocket
But regardless of how shitty I might seem at the moment
The ability to quit ain’t something that’s in my components
I’m no longer divided, now I’m moving with a quotient
Just wait, you can watch the throne while I’m in the enthronement