Note To Self

I think I might be dumb now from dumbing it down

too much time spent tryna move with the crowd

lost my identity like my wallet got stolen

the journey back was dark and lonely

that shit's a muse to me now

plus I hear that's how the top feels

to the climate I'm adjusting

I heard it's filled with snakes and rats too

liars and cheaters steady on the hunting

preying on the naive

all the boy did was believe

he knew he was magic but wasn't ready for the tricks up their sleeves