Porcupine
[Intro]
Third strike
It's the third strike
Hold on
[Verse 1]
Losing grip on myself, hands clammy
Can't stand me, peep the cupboard just a bland pantry
No ovation, but the band standing
Close to those angels, plan to grand slam it
But I'm mono at home, it never panned out
Those who sit with foot in their mouth expect a handout
Got four limbs so I can shout
Then eye level becomes a lesson and a glance down
Maybe it's because, huh, nevermind
There's incomprehensible dimensions to this life like Interstellar time
Everyone around me keeps getting older, I'm stuck
With nothing but self love so I porcupine
Fun fact, you know porcupines only see what's in front of them
Doctor Eggman, he just dropped another gem
Put it on a bike chain, might go check how my brother's been
But standing in his shadow, I just feel like a bum again
[Chorus]
It's not his fault, it's more like how a dick talk
A brisk walk to conclusions usually miss a pin drop
And this the third strike
I'm out
[Verse 2]
Was I happy? Or maybe just distracted
Not to be callous but I hate looking at it
My life I mean, every morning filled with malice
Every night a dream that don't matter, gets worse with practice
Obsessed with status, still a thousand lessons from perfection
Can't tell if everyday a curse or a blessing
Back and forth like table tennis
A picture's worth ten bucks of words
So here's a couple hundred you can mess with
Ironically these bars set me free
Need to branch out, my target in the trees
Habits be the root, they wrapped around my feet
If I happen to lose the battle let them crowd and spread deceipt
[Chorus]
It's not his fault, it's more like how a dick talk
A brisk walk to conclusions usually miss a pin drop
And this the third strike
I'm out
[Outro: Quentin Tarantino]
You don't have to know how to make a good movie
If you truly love cinema with all your heart, and with enough passion
You can't help but make a good movie
You don't have to go to school
You don't have to know a lens, you know
A forty, or a fifty, f-- all that other sh--
Crossing the line, none of that sh-- is important
If you truly love cinema with enough passion
And you really love it
You can't help but make a good movie