I never had a space that was safe
Couldn't hide my feelings I was blessed with inner rage
I was reading books and making music to escape
Now they think I'm grown but I'm still living through the pain
I wish I had a treehouse
Or a temple made of stone
That I could call my own
That I could call my home
That's my treehouse
Where I could smoke the loud
Appreciate the clouds
Cause I'm never coming down

Phone stay on airplane mode
Ya'll don't know where I
Post up in my woeful state
I suppose I'll try
Paradiddles over telecom
That's a single stroke, then a double tap
Imma like ya pic
Then I might depict
My own idle mind
To ya'll nihilists
"Ooh you so trendy,
You so edgy,
You alone...
You converse in current memes
And you always stay at home
You think happy is a concept
And your sadness is invoked
By the minor trivialities
Of being young and woke"
Damn

Long winded conversations
Over how my coping mechanisms
Keep me catatonic
Tend to make potential confidantes
Feel like
Maybe I don't really
Have it all together
Maybe that's the reason
Most of my decisions
Hold me more accountable
I'm tryna grow
Flourish past any indignation
Be a better man
And not clutch the past

I never had a space that was safe
I couldn't hide my feelings I was blessed with inner rage
I was reading books and making music to escape
Now they think I'm grown but I'm still living through the pain
I wish I had a treehouse
Or a temple made of stone
That I could call my own
That I could call my home
That's my treehouse
Where I could smoke the loud
Appreciate the clouds
Cause I'm never coming down

Eagles and astronauts
Can't fly as half as high as
What me and fam is on
Energy go tachyon
Tired of the apropos
Hit me hard, the tackle slow
Motion through the peace
And hit the pavement when I crash and blow
You don't know
I worked for this
Used to slur my words and shit
Fought the suicidal thoughts wit flurry fists,
God damn,
Fury wasn't pertinent see,
But my patience got me farther than the liquor
I imbibed when i resurfaced in, in what?
The coldest waters, quarter waters crush the sugar rush
I'm thinking super sonic qualms
Can't keep my sugar up
I hit the mighty lows
Nothing surprise me so
Whether I write or spit
The space between the silence grows
I practice both to keep the fuckery out of either or
My mama's grave ain't got no flowers
And my eyes is sore
So what you crying for?
The answer simple dog
Split the cost and bust the competition
Witcha nimble sword
Then you get paid for that
Give all the paper back
To double talking suits that put hydrangeas
Where her cradle at
Just fix the problems that ya wallet got
The rest can wait
You close to Tutankhamun's grave
No need to excavate
The king could sleep until the lapis
Drapes the terracotta
Skip the ratchet drama
Smash the earth, reverse invalid karma
Protect the sanctity of self
Preserve superlatives
Leave em looking goofy when the verses hit
Yeah

I never had a space that was safe
I couldn't hide my feelings I was blessed with inner rage
I was reading books and making music to escape
Now they think I'm grown but I'm still living through the pain
I wish I had a treehouse
Or a temple made of stone
That I could call my own
That I could call my home
That's my treehouse
Where I could smoke the loud
Appreciate the clouds
Cause I'm never coming down

Treehouse
Treehouse
Treehouse
Treehouse

[D I S C O R D]

Radio playing that same song
I was flash stepping on a see-saw
Tryna cut corners for the work flow
Still get busy when I leap off
Land a feel a new wave coming, man yeah
Better get a floatie and a beach ball
All day tripping on the same old shit,
Scheme get rich quick, it's a theme song

Radio playing that same song
I was flash stepping on a see-saw
Tryna cut corners for the work flow
Still get busy when I leap off
Land a feel a new wave coming, man yeah
Better get a floatie and a beach ball
All day tripping on the same old shit,
Scheme get rich quick, it's a theme song

Radio playing that same song
I was flash stepping on a see-saw
Tryna cut corners for the work flow
Still get busy when I leap off
Land a feel a new wave coming, man yeah
Better get a floatie and a beach ball
All day tripping on the same old shit,
Scheme get rich quick, it's a theme song