Late Night in the Booth

Lights low in the booth

Red dot on, it’s truth

Heart heavy in the room

I just bleed in this tune (yeah)

Clock says 3, no friends here

Just me and this faded mirror

Same mic, same tired hoodie

Same thoughts that been running through me

Mama text, I don’t hit send

Write her name then erase again

Pray they feel what I can’t say

Let it drip on the track, I’m awake

Slow flow, but the pain stay fast

Whole life in a eight-bar blast

In the studio, talking to the wall

If I fall off, will they even call?

I pour my soul on this cold steel stand

Both hands shaking, still I take that stand

If this the last song that I ever push through

At least I told the truth, here in the booth (yeah)

Labels love me when I trend

But who love me when it ends?

Hit the charts, still hit my lows

Diamond dreams, but a cracked ego

Homies changed when the racks came

New teeth, but they lost names

I just change up another rhyme

Try to fix what I broke in time

Slow flow, but the pain stay fast

Whole life in a eight-bar blast

In the studio, talking to the wall

If I fall off, will they even call?

I pour my soul on this cold steel stand

Both hands shaking, still I take that stand

If this the last song that I ever push through

At least I told the truth, here in the booth (yeah)

Turn my scars into sound

Turn my doubts into loud

If this room all I got

Let it hear every thought (every thought)

Maybe someone out there feel the same

Maybe someone hear my name

Either way, I’m’a see this through

’Til the light cut off in the booth

Slow flow, but the pain stay fast

Whole life in a eight-bar blast

In the studio, talking to the wall

If I fall off, will they even call?

I pour my soul on this cold steel stand

Both hands shaking, still I take that stand

If this the last song that I ever push through

At least I told the truth, here in the booth