lyrics:

they treat everything that i say like excuses
why they like treating me like a nuisance 
you gon stay in my pocket, i don’t need your 2 cents 
so back yo ass back, don’t need your rudeness 
yea, we have a lot of problems tryna get through this 
have a lot of problems tryna be human
yea, a lot of my dreams really feels so lucid 
most of the time i feel so stupid 
like it’s real? or i already been through this?
predicting my own future, like what is this?
feel like im breaking the law of physics 
(feel like im breaking the law of physics)

then we all fall down, all fall down 
like a nigga that can’t swim, then he drowns, in his thoughts that are loud
so we use some music and the power of sound
(of sound, of sound, of sound)

so we use some music and the power of sound
you the only thing that i like having around 
you the living thing that would really keep me proud
wanna hear my name, wanna hear you shout

and then we all fall down (p. 932q)

ripmookii