Groot Beer (demo) by Lectro Dub

Track 46 from "Unfinished Business": https://lectrodub.bandcamp.com/album/unfinished-business Due to certain conditions, this track will not be seeing completion. (Groot Beer was originally a placeholder name, but I've grown attached to it and decided to keep it.) This is my first time attempting... rap I guess? I'm not really sure what to call this, but I'm kinda proud of it. Really wish I could've finished it, but eh things happen. ----LYRICS---- I'm lost in myself Stuck in a hole of purgatorial gold Get motion sickness when I stand up and move So I stay seated and feel like there is nothing to do But I hold on and hope that I can pull through I'm looking up at these people with success in their pockets And a name to parade Because they sharpen their blade and make sure not to fade And then there's me Just sittin' back Watching with envy Hoping something ascends me And the people commend me Cause I wanna make a living but my effort prevents me I don't wanna share what I feel is incomplete to me or subpar But then I never have a thing to show Cause everything that I've been doing's in development hell And there's no way to tell if I'll get finished or not Cause there's a spot in every song where I get caught and get stuck in a block Then I just stop Hey who's this guy No one's ever heard of you It's kinda hard to make a name when you don't finish what you do Maybe if I had the time and extra money to spare Would I find the motivation Would it help take me there Am I broken, am I lazy Does it seem crazy to say that I am set on the idea that I can turn this around But the stress and frustration keeps on bringing me down I got Ideas I've set The plot It's all I've got But it don't write itself One day I want To show I'm not Useless And say I made it all the way Too many times I've had words but don't know how to say it Too many times I would start something and never make it Visual accompaniments Without the skill to present My intent is never recognized and buried again I got the groundwork and blueprints But got no money to do it Avoiding assets from the show in fear that Hasbro might sue it No understanding of labels and law No ability to draw I ain't got a tablet, just a pen in my hand And wishing on a star Racking my brain I try to keep myself from going insane From the pain of working overnight and every day At a fast food chain Trying my best not to complain But the strain, it's got me hooked up on a ball and a chain And man I hate it but I gotta get paid And let me take a minute just to explain It's hard to balance working double-time writing rhymes Man I wish I had a little more downtime

Genre

Electronic