Too much water will make you sink
But enough is gonna save you
I'm tryna get to the bottom of this bottle
Like I'm looking for something
Hollow people all around
I think they're looking for someone
Or something to give them love and fill 'em up
But I met a couple people and thought
Is love still enough? Fuck it
Hate harbors in the heart like an anchor
Bad shit is the captain of that ship
They're just the sailor
Society sucking the substance out of their soul
They don't wanna be themselves 'cause they don't know themselves
The mold, whatever role, it's how they associate
And how they assimilate to the bullshit they tryna penetrate
You tell me that you're real but you've been a fake
No parental guidance so you looking up to Kimmy Yeah
Eating up with the TV shows, you with the dinner plate
Ignorance with a side of intellect
We try to integrate, welcome to America
Home of whatever's in your face
Land of the slaves, paralyzed by product
Power mixed with precision can be poison if you don't watch it
And know when it's time to pause it, stop it
Take a breath, this is me talking to myself
I'm just flying towards the truth, this is me talking to myself
Walk through it