[Intro] Yo, King Tommy. Welcome to the mixtape. They say why are you no signed yet? Listen [Verse 1] Fuck a rap career, I just wanna make music My minds not made up yet, I doubt Ill ever lose it Entirely like identities, I see me make it through it If not heres another one, I still remain truant When Im thinking, Im still distant Like though my bodys present, my mind really isnt My visions losing grip, Its not fixed yet but Im trying And all I can do these days is just sit crying like [Hook] Find it very easy to be true And I dont know why but The line walk I [Verse 2] Im not looking for sympathy, remorse or a friend Im looking for a symphony, a walk then an end Thatll finally allow me to stop forcing myself better I got a brand new jacket just to hide my brand new sweater Nonsensical, pretending like I aint ever gonna cease Faking taking cake when all I really wants a piece Not even one with icing just enough to feel included Cos I lost everything when I turned five fuck you Judy [Verse 3] Id be happy with some speakers, my mic and a license Im listening to Drake and I dont even like him But he had that one song where he talks about success And thats what I wanna be so I repeat that shit to death Im stressed from the pressure I recieve from myself Nervous before performances, stil I believe in myself Yeah, Im PuKe King and PuKes sick as syphillis Leave no witnesses but shit I doubt that I could kill a kid [Verse 4] Och aye the noo, see Im as high as you But Im no pied its true, Im just lifeing through Im just tryna be myself and be liked by the Stus And the dudes who write shite cos on the mic Im spew And its like Im good but noones hyped for PuKe Cept well, theyre like my crew, bumping my stuff like its new But its something that I do to keep my brain from being stewed Im no stupid, truth is? My life is just skewed [Verse 5] Mate Im raging, Im aging too quick I threw up in the toilet this is getting too sick Like PuKe King was funny, but what if I make it? Like what if I have to take it way past the basics? Am I ready? Am I steady? Well mate then Im gone And I invite any of you to just sing a long Im done with performances, Im done with the writing Im done with recording and Im done with late nights then
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