INTRO کے بول

Call it intuition, but I'm about to change the world, it’s been my only mission I built my shit on Instagram, it may appear to glisten But I knew then it all would fade, I had it made And I’d eventually get them to listen I been existing in a world I made my own, but the internet it temporary Now I crave a home What a journey I been on, word to my feet Word to my heart, word to my past Word to my sheets that caught all these runaway tears My makeup leaving streaks And my pillows look like pages, dry mascara look like ink For the Js I roll for solitude and ash up in the sink If I don’t accomplish nothing, I hope this music make you think, yeah I hope this music make you think, yeah I hope this music make you think, yeah I hope this music make you think