Get Ate

There was just time on the day
 And if I can't fight it
 I guess I'll just
 I feel like I'm like
 Burning at the steak
 Chilling tho it's easy
 Sucking up the hate
 Dealing like its nothing to me
 I am on my very own
 I am not a clone
 Take him home
 See if you even manage on your own terms
 Bet you can't
 Bet you get ate
 Bet you wait
 See if there is any food upon this pretty plate
 Bet you starve
 Bet you waist
 Emaciate
 I been filling up on water
 Tryna meditate
 Mitigate the something something they be keeping straight
 I been crooked tucking something
 Prolly twenty late
 Time flies by high as the next guy
 Miles up wild one steady as they die by
 Sleep tight young wide eye wake up to the blindside learn about your real live life
 In dreams speak
 Quiet in the daylight
 Destroy what's weak
 For nothing more than playtime
 And that's is
 This here
 Heart head soul
 Narcs fed
 Arts dead
 What's that goal
 What you cooking on
 Fill a hole
 Or dig one
 What I've been told is
 There was just time on the day
 And if I can't fight it
 I guess I'll just have to wait
 Been told is there was just time on the day
 And if I can't