Middle of the page

Yeah… huh…

Start in the middle wit’ it…

There was a start, there was an end — I’m somewhere stuck between ’em

Low-hangin’ fruit was easy, but the climb ain’t got no freedom

Hanging by a thread like a loose stitch on some denim

Cooked up in my head, paranoia got venom.

murderous friends will leave me dead but it’s all in my head

Serve everyone around me, now I’m broke on my own time

Tryna wipe the fog off my vision like I’m Windexin’ my mind

Pear-shaped thoughts, heavy on me, real decline

But I’m still movin’ through the mess, I redefine

Middle of the page, that’s where I start writin’

Heart beatin’ heavy, all the thoughts keep bitin’

Tryna clear the lens ’cause the truth ain’t invitin’

But I’m still here, still here, still fightin’

Yeah, my brain doin’ laps, got me thinkin’ too aggressive

Friends hit my phone, I’m like “why they so expressive?”

Bonfire night — mind twistin’ all the messages

Overthinkin’ everything, anxiety progressive

Wish I was better, wish the peace stayed longer

Got a soft heart, but the world hit stronger

Feelin’ like a thread, but the hold last longer

Got doubts in my chest, but I’m built way stronger

Middle of the page, that’s where I start writin’

Heart beatin’ heavy, all the thoughts keep bitin’

Tryna clear the lens ’cause the truth ain’t invitin’

But I’m still here, still here, still fightin’

Yeah… middle wit’ it…

Still holdin’ on, still livin’ in the riddles wit’ it… big D livin wit it