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well wishes
02:11
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I wish that you were right here with me
You could start a fire in me
I could share my ideas with you
I wish that I was right there with you
I could ask the right set of Qs
You could share your ideas with me
When I don’t wanna talk
I wish that I could tell you everything but that would be rude
I’ll play it cool and pull a compliment out
You pass it round like the popular route but you can keep it
whats a secret?
You don’t even know what I’m most self conscious about
& if you do then you should probably keep your mouth shut
Friends think I’m stupid for checking my horoscope but
I’ve just got some dots that need connecting
& obviously I’m stressed out
Too many people watching, can’t share my Netflix account
I wish that I could replay dreams
Go back into scenarios without any strings
I wish I could go 7 days without a drink
I know I have the means but you don’t know what that means to me
Back under my parents roof like I ain’t learn a single thing
Thinking bout the girls I miss, it must be a single thing
Life is like a whirligig when it comes to mingling
I wish for well wishes
I wish that you were right here with me
You could start a fire in me
I could share my ideas with you
I wish that I was right there with you
I would ask the right set of Qs
You could share your ideas with me
When I don’t wanna talk
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small feet ft. bedrooms
02:55
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Still.
like an insect in amber
dunno what to do with my wings
Still, don’t understand timbre
something bout the way that I sing
Filled, like the glass half full
cause I know I’m gonna get a refill after this one
“Why you so pissed off?” said the toilet seat
Sand in your ear means that you enjoyed the beach
Who doesn’t?
Top left corner of the Punnett when I’m not staring at the clock like I’m new to London
I’m deciding who to really trust
If life turns classic whodunnit then it’s 2 ways of Honesty
Practicing my modesty like Isaiah Rashad is
Separating needs from things that I wanted
Used to want to be an astronaut in kindergarten til I heard about Columbia’s fallen
Now I’m out of college & I need to get healthy for my own sake
More than a t break
Sweating through t shirts at least twice a day when it’s 88 plus
The thing about the future is it’s meant to be us
I hate interviews where the questions all suck
I try to ask good ones when I show up on time
All of my feelings happen to rhyme
Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Ground up is where we’re coming from
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement
Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Persevering through the seasons real seamless
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement
You know what they say about small feet..
It’s hard for you to step on my toes
I wear about a 9 thats depending on the brand & who’s asking
That’s enough about my bones
Smiling to myself, put “coincidence” in quotes
Only now feeling what I wrote a year ago
You can try to clown me for checking my horoscope
But we both know all of thats cap
I’m the goat
Save water, save power, save your breath
Spend time, save a life save Death
Save your ink for the pad
Save your timeouts for the end of the half
If I was a plug I would try to save bags
If I need a hug idk who to ask
If I get smug please tell me to relax
cause the answer to the last 3 bars are my raps
I just realized that
Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Ground up is where we’re coming from
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement
Sometimes you gotta go swimming in the deep end
Everybody wants to fly til defeat hits
Persevering through the seasons real seamless
Seeds planted in the dirt not the cement
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laughter otw
03:14
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It goes Isaac Alexander, Grandma, Grandpa, to my mom
& Paternal: Softah, Poppy, to my dad in Charleston
There’s a voice inside my head saying laughter’s on the way
Now I know it’s in my name
It just hit me that I’ll never go to school again
with those I Knew before I started making music
It just hit me that I’m starting a new chapter in my life
I don’t know What’s in store so this is therapeutic
If you know me then you know I need some time alone on any given
to decompress my week, my words obey my many wishes
It’s hard to read a book around so many televisions
It’s hard to open up with pressure to be less specific
An extroverted introvert
I fit descriptions
asking Risky questions
sticking to intentions that I came with
Every years a movie I don’t ever watch the trailers
Initially they’re books but I could never skim the pages or the Sparknotes
Went on birthright last December
Learned about some Hebrew letters
Thought I knew my name already
Breathing til my heart’s slow
Solo in the desert
I’m following where the stars glow
So much for my guesses
cause it goes Isaac Alexander, Grandma, Grandpa, to my mom
& Paternal: Softah, Poppy, to my dad in Charleston
There’s a voice inside my head saying laughter’s on the way
Now I know it’s in my name
Now I know it’s in my name
Now I know it’s in my name
Now I know it’s in my name
I know
I’m bad at goodbyes I just laugh
Once you say bye don’t look back
They didn’t teach this in class
4 years elapsed just like that
Helping the closest move out
Untacking posters off walls
I’m used to using my words
Somehow my throats at a loss
I think when I learn I laugh & vice versa
I think when in person I should speak up more
Knowing I put everything in my verses
22 vocalize what’s up more.
like REALLY what’s up
Surrounded by love but don’t say it enough
My feelings are gut
Motif of a sponge
Eager to grow, see what it does?
People are phony, I see through the bluff like tweeting erroneously
Between you and me,
I’ve been floating at sea & im sick
Anchor in hand
Home is wherever I drift
Holding my breath
Committed to finding my fit
Naivety’s bliss
Holding my breath
Committed to finding my fit
Naivety’s bliss
Holding my breath
Committed to finding my fit
Naivety’s bliss
Holding my breath
Committed to finding my fit
cause it goes Isaac Alexander, Grandma, Grandpa, to my mom
& Paternal: Softah, Poppy, to my dad in Charleston
There’s a voice inside my head saying laughter’s on the way
Now I know it’s in my name
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If time is valuable then why do we lie every hour?
If salt is soluble then why do we cry in the shower?
“Don’t try,” said Bukowski
Remember that
I can feel it in my innie-outie I was meant to rap or something like that
I’m grounded on the right path
My brother Daniel handed me down a bike & I liked that
I got taller & figured that it was fair if we give it away to charity
Somebody else can cherish
I’m 22 but I’m thinking bout good parenting
& those asparagus no-thank-you-bites my parents had me take
What about cannabis & the drank in parentheses
when my brain is developing
only 17 baked
I’m apprehensive bout the schedule 1’s
I miss my family, guess my schedule won
Thoughts cloudy, need to step in the sun
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Imma be grateful for once
They’re sending my diploma in the mail
If it comes bent I don’t know how to feel
I’ve never been good at goodbyes
This time, the choice wasn’t mine
Time flies
I’m still getting better at keeping in touch with family
Emailing my grandma in England
When I was younger we would visit in the summer
If I didn’t get the aisle seat it was a bummer
Nostalgia is a challenge
Chase family vacation to the Cabin
Only thinking bout the old days when you pass em like a billboard
Only when you race do you find that you should chill more
Only as of late I noticed I’ve been getting chills more
Don’t know what occasion I’ve been holding all this guilt for
a new chapter’s already begun
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look what my reflection has done
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Look how far I made it, I’m loved
Imma be grateful for once
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