Winter in September

[Intro]
This is not real, it's just a dream
Please, wake up, wake up, wake up

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’m tryna find a way
But it's kinda late when all of the skies are grey
But I crawl out of my hiding place
And I ain't fake, do you see a smiling face?
This keeps me up all night and day
But we’re polar opposites and that's the fight I face
I'm waking up at nine or eight
Just to be let down, another try of finding change (Change)
It's like we're taking flight with open eyes
Flowing into demise, diving into the side of caves
Uh, is there a point in even tryna save?
Cause this canvas I been on is left with drier paint (Paint)
Claustrophobic poet but I maintain motion
Displaying emotions for the tidal wave
Uh, I think I need a wider frame
The picture's closing in
I say goodbye, disguising fate, aye

[Verse 2]
And I'm right back on the beat
Tryna make amends with all these sins
But the past is haunting me
Imma play pretend but it's paper thin
Not no stacks on my car seat
Talking masks and a heartbeat that’s boomin’
Yuh, and it's fuelling this darker music
I don’t know what the art's gettin' fuelled with
But I got passion and starving to use it
Maybe abuse it, bruisin' the canvas
Two-hunnid plants stop bloomin’
And it's leaving my garden in ruins
From the leaves to the bottom of roots
And I can't take being locked in this room
Cause this mental fuse gets sparked then it booms
And I don't wanna go down a path
Where the waves just crash and I'm drowning fast
Tryna stay afloat, make a boat through these verses
Disperse and observe the shift in the currents
Drowning when I'm tryna keep up with what's current
Frowning cause then all of my dreams will not flourish
Make waves in the industry, it's so bittersweet
But I'm the clown in the circus swerving
Doin' 180 on the highway, might veer in the lake
Cause rappers be willing to give up an ear just to paint for the greats
Then you hear what's at stake
I'm penning verses all day to make it in the game
Then I'm workin' way harder once I have it obtained just to keep it
The reaper gon' snatch on my chain
Pull on my neck then stab me with his cane
Okay, I think I'm losin' my brain
Cause a sky that was once seen as blue is now grey
All of the hues start to change
And I try to escape but I'm movin' in place
The devil abusin' the pain
Tucked away in a room without panes
But y'all view it through a haze
The colour painted on the roof just drains
God has been givin' me challenges
And the devil has been tempting me
Do I push through all the obstacles?
Or do I sip the poison desperately?
Methamphetamine and ecstasy mix for an overdose, but it's all metaphorical
Do you see floral doors rotting?
Don't answer that, it's rhetorical