When I wake up I want weed 'n' waffles Uncontrollable things that leave your initial thought process twisted Unlike ya'll, sometimes I'm stuck in a mental scape, there's no escape Leaves me askin' why fantasies hold so much weight? Lawless immoral thoughts take me to the floor weak I ache, yearn for the future of amazement Freedom, so beautiful when she looks me in the eyes Free love, living in the moment with her crossbite smile Ready ta fuck me up inside so happy scared No responsibilities just me, til I'm too unprepared, get impaired just ta block the thoughts Block the rut, get it outta my head That's all it is, fantasies, ideologies not a single part of me, expects it to be reality What a joke to think the world would allot the positivity For me For me yeah Ha! BETTER MAN! I wish I could move like I should I should just be a BETTER MAN! Why does a dream feel like real life when it's passing sideswipes of photographic memories Makes me feel, I need to be a BETTER MAN! Unh yeah So what I want some weed and waffles? Why is gotta seem so awful? Last Kingdom Fantasizing freedom, everyone always thinks that means leavin' Maybe it should be seen that it's more than a singularity Changin' how you live is just as effective But no Gotta face ridicule before an ear is lended Understanding nowadays is few an' oh so faded Directive, feelin' so disrespected Expectations misdirected, preemptively separatin Love stealth Starting to understand that any argument is like fighting my own health Why strain on my heart when it's a canvas, painted bloody in the mud 'n' it composts, revolts til my hill topples 'n' leaves me stranded Island of acoustics and failures vocally Can't ever focus, I'm a wilting Lotus Armored in Potus, blewn focally outta focus These thoughts inside seem that of a higher mind, 'cause when I awake my eyes, remain briefly glazed over Like roller painted right over'em Glimpses of memories, fantasy-like astral dreams, a continuation of a movie series Like a music video my past perceives me, my future calls for me and in the now I'm underground or hangin' from the sky it seems Lawless yeah Immoral thoughts take me over yeah Crossbitten freedom makes me feel I need to be a BETTER MAN! BETTER MAN! Why does a dream feel like real life when it's passing sideswipes of photographic memories Makes me feel, I need to be a BETTER MAN!
