Hectic

Wake up and hit the shower Hit the coffee for some power Within an hour they pick us up And after that devour some wack snacks Backpack is filled So the rat pack's chill Got a few more miles to kill Yo, the fact that that cat and I Can spend so much time Without killing each other is real But yo, I'm exhausted The faucet is empty Workload is awesome Quit? Don't tempt me Hate it to feel saturated Irritated by my life It's on maximum and instigated By myself, my wealth My health is out of balance Challenge to see if there's still An obtainable balance for me to reach I preach and teach But I don't follow my speech Hypocritical, which is hard to swallow But truth is my youth is slipping away I'm in the tour-van or the booth living day to day I go insane trying to maintain my sanity My precious dream becoming my calamity Can't believe my vanity Complaining about what is beautiful and suitable So fuck it I'm out