Training wheels

[Chorus 1]
All my notes is filled with do's and don'ts
Go to do I don't
26 still feel like times I learned to tie my shoes and zip my coat
Baby steps
Riding cycles that don't take me far nowhere
Father used to push me back on 95th to start my gears
Now I'm grown, progress still not far as I have sought to go
Think on all the times I fell, just to get the spot I hold
Think on younger times, that I'd scrape my knees and start to cry
Just to go back pedaling once I got up and wipe my eyes

[Verse 1]
Translate it, why do I feel like, bumps and scars don't serve as down payments for the other side, wherе comfort lies
Like being grеat don't mean compromise and hard times
Instead I run to my vices
Consistency is a lesson I've yet to learn, I still yearn conciseness
I hate the journey, I hate the battle, I hate the struggle, internal shackles
Infertile plots from stories that plateau
Before the ending, abandoned capsules
Writings all I have at most
That's what helped me cope
With it, God den gave me all I asked and I still I do the most
Think on times where I be in a flow, days on days in mode
Just to break my cycle once, then on
From there completely fold
I know this is my repeated foe
Always keeps a hold
I write lines in hopes I stick to script one day and learn my role

[Chorus 2]
All my notes is filled with do's and don'ts
Go to do I don't
26 still feel like times I learned to tie my shoes and zip my coat
Baby steps
Riding cycles that don't take me far nowhere
Father used to push me back on 95th to start my gears
Now I'm grown, progress still not far as I have sought to go
Think on all the times I sweared that mess up was my final go
Think on younger times, that I had hit my knees and talk to god
Just to go back pedaling when I get up and wipe my eyes