[Chorus: Scuare]
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day

[Verse 1: Scuare]
All my heroes dead or turned to nihilist convictions
Message in the bottle don't require them to listen
All the stories in our head been getting locked in repetition
Got to lay it down enough until you fine with your conditions
It's a cold take in a hot placе
Not above it all, I just keep in my lane
I been working hard, I been deep in my game
Barеly live above the break, it's the peak of my range
I been- I been-
I been chilling in my cave, watching shadows dance
They flicker in the shapes that come from outer-lands
Familiar to me from the years I count on them
They teach me everything I need, I never doubted them
They bring me news, they teach me how I move
They keep me bout my rules
I pay my dues
I keep account of fools
I been an honest dude
Can't pretend to understand the fabric of the underlying system
But I try to live a fruitful life and find a bit of wisdom
If I pass it on, that's cool
If it's dumb, that's fine, don't listen
I've got too much on my plate to try to turn you to my vision
I can't ever have too much, my hope a limited edition
I've been spending all my time just throwing quarters out and wishing
Is it bold or inefficient? I don't know but it ain't your business
I don't come to your job and tell you how you should be living
I'm stooping again
Stupid shit
Ahh, let me start again
Can we start again?
Can we try to start again?
[Chorus: Scuare]
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day

[Verse 2: Rav]
Pay your way up
Still ain't impervious to freefall
Going over history, most courteous to recall
To discern where we go next
Me and my amigos try not let our egos hurl us to the reef though
Still in the eye of the storm, blindfolded
It's 5 in the morning, I won't rest
Still writing my songs while i'm roaming this planet
Won't plant my damn toes yet
Look, I won't yield, but I ain't dying on no hill
Friends are pieces of the map that I sell to help me find myself
Strive exemplifying traits representing my will
If I give up on my hurts, how am I ever to heal?
But sometimes, I carve myself a smile within the clouds
Each day is the last day when living in the now
[Verse 3: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Spending too much time counting every single digit
Looking through my blinds, at least I wasn't there to miss it
Caught up in the signs, you was caught up in dismissing
You was caught up all the time, I guess I couldn't catch the difference
From that worn down stare that took the place of my face
I knew the path I was on, you took the faith out my gait
And when these soles touch the clouds after all of these years
You found the rain in my steps, I'll never walk on water
I kept my dog in the fight, it's still a dog-gone slaughter
You put to the frost in the bite, my fight was lost in the night
But still, I'ma keep it real
These limbs steady moving while my mind keeping still
These are peaks that I made when I slide, steepest hill
I gotta find my own smile, don't you touch that dial
For what it's worth, I washed my hands when I did that dirt
So when you're looking down your barrel, know that kickback hurts

[Chorus: Scuare]
(Hope to see my last day)
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day
Spending too much time with a sad face
Focus on the trials and the bad faith, yeah
Pockets in my mind turned to ad space
Hope this ain't my last day
[Outro: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Damn, I'm lost in the sauce