uncomfortable (feat. CasloBeats)

Sit back and I'm thinking, what am I to do?
Sould I let my guard down and, open up to you?
Thass uncomfortable
Cuz I'm vulnerable
Uncomfortable
That makes me feel like, like
That makes me feel like I'm all alone
No throughts about nobody that I've ever known
Just at home working in my basement, studio all night long
I put in the hours at my own tempo
Tryna reep the seeds that I've shown
The proccess of my music, yeah thass my homegrown
The progress that is something that is still unkown
I tried to drop it but the feelings just done sat me wrong
So I hit the bong
Then write another song
And when it's fucking done
I write another one
And never put it out!
Authentic that you know is just Authentic chasing clout
Authentic tried to hide it, he still figuring shit out
A fucking schizophrenic that don't know what he about (Damn)
Sit back and I'm thinking, what am I to do?
Sould I let my guard down and, open up to you?
Thass uncomfortable
Cuz I'm vulnerable
Uncomfortable
That makes me feel like, like
Like I'm here by myself
No one hears me yell
Through the pressure and the pain
Authentic still the same
The same old motha fucka
High up off the ganja
Stuck in his own thoughts, it makes him go wonder
What's underneath the bunker?
Through lightning and through thunder
Running through memory, just empty out the clutter
Went on a journey just to find out who I am
Finished that thing now I start over again
Who is that man, that I see in the mirror
Shit is getting weirder cuz I feel I'm getting nearer
To the awnser, but I'm not
Cuz the journey never stops
So how can I just give up
If I haven't even made it to the spot
Call it tranquility, literally
Thass where I really wanna be
The spot where I leave gravity
Float away, authentically
Just a absentee in my fantasy
Now would you believe, it was all a dream
As my brain wakes up, naturally
I think back to all that shit (Damn)
Sit back and I'm thinking, what am I to do?
Sould I let my guard down and, open up to you?
Thass uncomfortable
Cuz I'm vulnerable
Uncomfortable
That makes me feel like
The same old motha fucka
High up off the ganja
Stuck in his own thoughts, it makes him go wonder
What's underneath the bunker?
Through lightning and through thunder
Running through memory, just empty out the clutter