Notes:

I remember goin back from school on Thursday
Was playing ball, untamed emotions, need a relay
Cause what im feeling back then, I cannot pretend
It broke me from the inside, that’s all I gotta say, now

As I was bringing the soccer ball close, I felt a sensation
I thought I'd made it
But no, no!

I fell!

Right on my ass, and my sinistral arm bent, and my face was poker red, tried to keep it cool but cant.
Then I called the VP down, I said "Pak, tolong bantu saya"
I think my arm broke, now I might need the istirahat.

And from that point and forward, I know that’s where I don’t belong, 

I'll stick to drawing scribbles and journaling on my phone


Fast forward 5 years, I grown to be a man, no longer a new kid, trying to earn some new friends. Now I,
 
been makin new notes on my family mac.
I wrote I wanna go to London, also I wanna rap.

Danger danger little fella, your self esteem is far from grown
I hope your ready with an umbrella, cause not only your tears are gonna start showing like you read a novella 
But the path that we chose, best feat of intuition.

I know my journey far from over, my family aint eating good everyday yet, that’s the point of closure.
Im closing the doors, and im burning my bridges, im smokin like my dad did, but on a sicker level.
Im sure of what I feel, I mean the words I say, I wipe the tears of joy when my mother smiled and say "I know you got it in you" 

I know I got it in me, I know this here is where I belong, so lets go and kick it.

Yeah fuck, okay
Yeah

This here's where I belong
Im breaking out my jail im breaking out my cell.
Phone out, I need to roll.

Im bringing out my digicam, I really want it all
Now, I know, now I know.

This here's where I belong
Im breaking out my jail im breaking out my cell.
Phone out, I need to roll.

Im bringing out my digicam, I really want it all
Now, I know, now I know.

where i belongggggggg

Mold me in a perfect cast
In a perfect picture
My writings last forever

No bars call it scriptures, image myself with a Yashica, take a picture
with a ghost, though their presence rarely makes me shiver.

I'm walking on thin ice, almost nearly tipped over

Casanova
Whole clique, going fucking ultra

Breathe, breathe

The road I'm walking on got a ton of you fuckers, you call it problems,
I call em directly and I solve em
I woke up eating good i ate some smoked fish I,
bet on myself against the odds as long as I breath
I keep myself awake just to please myself, with my works I go down this road with my shitty bike woah,
I went thru kilometers

Just to fucking study I, have my vision up on the sky,
there's no limit.

I'll pierce the heavens open.

Ion carry over guilt from the past, my bowl of fruits is in pristine condition.
I test the waters in the lake, I give my body to the body of water, I conversate.
With the waves I be talking, I've been drinking all the blue as far as it basks me, I'm sinking deep.

This lake they call desire, this lake they call hunger and stupidity.

All the while, all the knowledge on the world ain't free.
All blue, all red, are you kidding me?
All green, all white. The room with posters, with the poster child.

Know I failed in some conditions, ion shine bright all the time.
Alright, oh my god, oh you fuckers really wanna bite? Huh?

Oh you fuckers really wanna bite? Lets talk.

Lets talk about the world how its fucked up
Lets talk about the weather how its raining
Now, lets talk about the wages of my future job
We're fucked. We gotta change that man.

I'm not living in a country where my deeds go unnoticed, unappreciated.
I'm not living in a world where dreamers die, and these nepo fuckers rule without repercussions.

I'm not living without change. I'm not living without us being forced to not stay the same.
I'm not living in a world where I haven't bought a house and marry the girl of my dreams man, I'm not living in that.

I'm not living as a cog in a foul rat's system, cheating all the cheese, cheating all the riches, man.

I would kill these fuckers but, ion like the blood on my hands.
All I know is...

the lake

see, i got a hundred reasons why
i shoulda stayed at home, playing tekken all night
but what the fuck is pain if not a restless mind and a body that aches too easily and needs time?

i mean,

im pretty sure i got my body im-printed on my bed frame,
5'8 of a son of these TV corporate slaves
bless their souls and the media
i know they got their eyes closed, thats why i read the "pedia"

(anyways)
first day in my bed i got my bones aching,
caught the cold, nose is runny, feel my dick shrinking

heavy limbs, dizzy head, i need warm water, 
paratusin on my table, i need more cover

its getting cold, im getting shivers
dreams of gold on my mama, fantasized a better life

and then i woke up.

all sweaty and confused,
i mustve fell asleep at noon
man, fuck.

second day on the bed, i feel my mind restless
arm is itching reaching for the vape on the dresser
i feel like dressing up, studded belt, baggy jeans,
black long johns man i shoulda never fell sick

i dream of war, standing still between the pirates and marines
straw hat jolly roger right behind me, next to me black-leg sanji

and then it all stopped

like some cruel joke, that conflict in motion, turned to wallpaper
just as soon as i was standing up to see the ice crumble 

gathered all my strength to sit down, took a shower ate my lunch and tried to head out
took some meds to keep my body quiet make it stand up
took my hat just in case the sun was burning my scalp
took a look at my room know i'll be leaving it now
took a look at my laptop, oh wow..

third day i was feeling myself now
text my girl told her i was feeling finer now
she wanted me to come over,
1400kms in a line, okay, just give me time

in the mean time, ill text my buddies up
asking for a fun time
just lazing round in his front porch,
probably cover songs if we're feeling bored
gut a song, off-note, tempo's unsure, woah

spent the whole day out-side finally,
nothing beats fresh air and polusi
pick and choose the places we should go, im well known as a picky
immature, emotionally volatile cunt when im hungry, so

we should get food, probably
get a snack or two when we're on the road searching for a place to eat
'ventually, back at square one
at the warteg right next-next-next to the lawson

hanging out was nice, but i gotta go now, 
its raining pretty soon, i might-fall sick if it starts to rain now
so then i go, in my motorbike
racing with the clouds thats invisible at night
and i was so close to shelter

but i felt water drop.

enon xio

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