Some rap thing i wrote, i dunno

They say keep things together,
Show em what you've got!
And that's not very hard
When you don't have a lot.
Used to stay up all night
With a lipgloss phone,
Dreaming of the day
I'd get a mini drone.

Zooming through the air with my light-up shoes,
I didn't care who was better than who.
Popularity
Wasn't in my vocabulary,
But the word "fun" was
The only thing in my dictionary

Kept cool
When it wasn't divine,
Back then the only pressure
Was coloring inside lines
I waited up just for a good nap time,
Stickers on my face and songs with rhyme

Counting up the number line
From one to ten,
Subtracting was the hardest
Thing back then.
Now, we've got all this fucking debt,
Subtracting off of food I have in my kitchen.

And its too late
To go back to the good days.
Living in a naive world, I had no shame.
Now life is only anxiety
For me.
Kept a straight face,
The real danger was leaving a hiding place.
Hiding in a mind that had no thoughts
No caveats.

Rip open my world like a seam tearer,
Dissect it and bring up all the terror
Of growing up in a cruel world
Where there's no place for a good boy
Or good girl.
Dog fights
Go on every day and night.
And in my mind, there's nothing worse
Than being on the losing end
Of one of them

Had fuzzy keychains,
Light up one's of all varieties.
My backpack was decked out,
But now I'm alone in a field with a long drought
No way to get about.

Used to play songs
I knew them all, I would sing along.
When I hear them now, it makes me cry
That I had opportunities for a better life
Pass me by.

Keep it up,
They'll forget their reality soon enough.
Should we keep secrets front the youth,
Or let them all know the dirty truth
That they'll go through?

But now its too late
To go let them go back to the good days.
Living in a naive world, they had no shame.
Now life is only anxiety
And constant pain.
Kept a straight face,
The real danger was leaving a hiding place.
Hiding in a mind that had no thoughts
No caveats.

Ripped open their world like a seam tearer,
Dissected it and brought out the terror
Of growing up in a cruel world
Where there's no place for a good boy
Or good girl.
Dog fights
Go on every day and night.
And in our minds, there's nothing worse
Than being on the losing end
Of one of them