Incomplete

[QwarterZ]

Star-Studded, Shorty I'll tell I'm far from it
Gotta car budget, that got me drowning, scar covered
shorty at the bar, eying me like do y'all fuck with
I don't even want to hear it, I put my heart under
drive a stake into everything I ever saw coming...
I'm lost under the stars that drop, Hard running...
everything you see before you, all I want to do is
run far from it, escape the world, just another useless
soul at hand tryna make music, my seat needs a booster
small time, well wisher but I feel like I'm stupid
like how you going to change the world and can't change ya'self
you act like everyone you know really needs ya help..
but that's my sanctum, I never asked for thanks but
it's never been all about me, but if ever a change comes
maybe my whole thought process will change up...
will I deal with the same love, or find a new reason to live
can't tell where every event happens, but I got season tickets
so you could watch the game from the side or the front row
but...is it love tho'? or me just feeling the unknown
see I know the feeling of heartbreak, so I stay secluded
say I want to be good, but at times I don't got the brain to do it
you see a man's thoughts generate certain perspectives
he comes off respected, but deals with different affections
so you could hold me down but will I stay another second
or will I move on the second I ever feel slightly disrespected
or could we work it out to a point where we could step further
you could be my burden, I can handle it, swore I'd never hurt her
never laid a hand on her, only to brush those tears away
but is she going to be there tomorrow if she's hear today
I'm scared to say everything I hope to, maybe I'm too hopeful
stepping too close to..the edge...fly...how am I suppose to?
it's harder to reveal these seconds into my soul cuz I'm broken
a record that repeats each emotion, but can't develop into a opus...
I don't ask you to get it, but you stand there and hope I get better
I feel, inconsiderate..never get to the point, I feel so underweather
I may never grow outta this routine, but if you there maybe you'll be
what I could never picture...till then I continue to be incomplete