Lyrics

Blowing the whole day...

Maybe this is how my pain will go away,
Maybe then I can get through my day to day,
Day to day... Day to day
When I'm smoking
And I'm drinking
Then I'm flowing
Or so I'm thinking...

Thinking I'm just blowing the whole day away,
Think I might be blowing the whole day away...

But I'm calmer,
And I'm cool now,
I just wanted
A couple puffs,
Now I'm chillin
Ain't no rules now,
There's a comfort
that I can trust...
in my intuition,
'stead of listin all the problems
that I have,
now I can solve em by prioritizing
forward lies my path,
But then I fall back,
To a little dark place that I don't want to go to,
So I push all that to the back of the mind so all my feelings can flow through,
Like I'm riding on a wave that's heading towards a funnel,
I can feel it all cascading trying to pull me under,
And now my sweat is dripping getting hot like wool in summer,
Thinking of all that I should have done...

There has to be a reason,
Its time to motivate now,
I'm changing like the seasons,
I act like I'm okay
But in my brain I'm fucking screaming,
I need to take these dreams and make them something to believe in,

Yo this was just a warmup,
That's what I told my mind,
As if I can't perform unless
I have a glass of wine,
Or maybe if I puff a couple then I'll have some lines,
Cause when I'm in the moment my momentum's maximized... that's a lie...
I listen to all my inner wisdom,
But sometimes it gets muffled,
and muzzled by the liquor,
I sunk a little deeper,
I'm down here in the trenches,
And when I hit the peak
I'm bout to pop it like a speaker,
There ain't no way reach up
If everything is clouded,
It's fucking with my brain
It ain't something that I'm proud of,
It's something that I'm dealing with
That makes me feel imprisoned,
I've had way too many problems with the bottoms that I'm hitting
and my m-metabolism kinda fucked up
from my endocrine system,
I've been trying to figure out
if it's about how I'm living,
But yo it might just be hereditary,
genetics and shit
And now I'm trying to get it fixed
so I can focus my vision,
I feel it creepin'
My patience is depleting,
My will is getting weak and now I think I need some reefer,
To help me go to sleep or
to believe in what I got,
But in reality all of my dreams have gone to pot,

What can I do to lessen all the pressure in my soul,
I should press ahead and start progressing on my goals,
The rest I let it go, the message of the song
It doesn't help me grow, then it's best if left alone.