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Cross That Line

Diamond Tears w/Blue$tripesFrank

One More Night (Prod. Taigen x Ayoley)

TOMORROW

PLACENTA

blood-soaked ambience prod. bxxgiemane

Antarctica

Tapping in (Not Enough)

“Okay class… today we’re talking about discipline,
About choices, about focus.
But one student seems to be… missing.
Where’s the gooner?”

I learned the wrong lessons, scrollin’ through the night,
Chasin’ neon visions under cold blue light.
Thought I had control, thought I had a plan,
But the miseducation made me less of a man.

Teacher said, “Use time wise, don’t waste your youth,”
But I traded in books for that endless loop.
Sermons on love, on building a life,
But my altar’s a monitor, my vows to the hype.

Momma said, “Boy, go outside, touch grass,”
But the feed pulls me deeper, I just watch time pass.
Every click is a lesson, every frame a sin,
Graduated summa cum laude in the cult of the screen.

I learned the wrong lessons, scrollin’ through the night,
Chasin’ neon visions under cold blue light.
Thought I had control, thought I had a plan,
But the miseducation made me less of a man.

Philosophers wrote about freedom of will,
But the autoplay preacher got me swallowing pills.
All my homies moved on, got jobs, found wives,
I’m a dropout in the basement with a glowing shrine.

They said patience is virtue, self-control divine,
But I’m locked in detention, sentenced to rewind.
Every hour’s tuition, every edge is a fee,
And the debt that I owe is forever on me.

No cap, I’m trapped, I’m the student and the clown,
Syllabus of sorrow, can’t put the lesson down.
If knowledge is power, then I threw mine away,
For the miseducation of a goon to this day.

I learned the wrong lessons, scrollin’ through the night,
Chasin’ neon visions under cold blue light.
Thought I had control, thought I had a plan,
But the miseducation made me less of a man.

“…and that concludes today’s lesson.
Remember — not all education sets you free.”

The Miseducation of a Gooner

Cross That Line

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