I've envisioned greatness, glory, fame, and greedy stuff
Without those massive expectations
I would be a creative flop
Telling myself that I'm a failure
That's my only motivation
That's the fuel that gets me through the burnouts
Some may call it desperation
I've sacrificed my sleeping schedule to get all the details done
I've discontinued countless projects because they weren't good enough
Forcing myself to feel exploited caused my insecurities
That fear of missing out on every single goddamn opportunity
Don't get me wrong, I love doin music
All I do is merely art
The feeling of being useless can get worse when you let time pass by
I rarely do stuff for myself but when I do it's gratifying
If you think it's logical, expect the impossible
Don't overthink it, if you think it's possible
I be raising my expectations, waiting for my time to come
Recalling all those awkward moments that I couldn't overcome
Some say that I am lazy and others think I overwork
Regardless, if the product isn't perfect, it would mean I wasn't too
And it does itch my confidence, it makes me question if I'm skilled
I've spent my years perfecting things that I can't use till I'm 18
The stuff that I can do won't help me in my current life
So why should I sit down for hours studyin, letting precious time pass by. cuz
I've envisioned greatness, glory, fame, and greedy stuff
Without those massive expectations
I would be a creative flop
Telling myself that I'm a failure
That's my only motivation
That's the fuel that gets me through the burnouts
Some may call it desperation
Sacrificed my sleeping schedule to get all the details done
I've discontinued countless projects because they weren't good enough
Forcing myself to feel exploited caused my insecurities
That fear of missing out on every single opportunity