[Intro]
"But at the end of the day, music is the one thing that can always make me happy
So my message to anyone who doubts me or doubts my dreams
To you, it may be Nothing
But that Nothing is my Everything."
[Verse 1]
Life keeps spinning at the speed of a bullet
Finger on the trigger better hurry up and pull it
Laced in gasoline and smothered in the flames
Burning ‘til the universe hears my name
Feels my pain and sees my joy
Touches the majesty and hears the noise
Life’s been good and the beat’s still going
Try to dam me up but the river keeps on over-flowing
Shooting the breeze like the wind and a pistol
Dropping these bombs like gravity and a missile
Sun in the sky makes you glad to be alive
Push away the clouds and let the light shine
Light beams shooting through the smoke and the ruins
Foot on the throttle hope I know what I’m doing
Infinity is my vicinity don’t be my enemy
The day that I die will be the opposite of the end of me
[Bridge]
Everything happens for a reason
Even if it ain’t quite the season
Everything happens for a reason
Life goes on, better believe it
Everything happens for a reason
Even if it ain’t quite the season
Everything happens for a reason
Life goes on, better believe it
[Hook]
Even if the birds in the trees don’t sing
Even if winter don’t turn to spring
Even if Lucy pulls my strings
Tie your knots so I won’t break free
Even if the beat don’t got no kick
Even if the words don’t come out legit
Even if the planet ceases to spin
Imma’ get back up and Imma' try again
[Verse 2]
I’ve committed my crimes, murdered every single rhyme
After three whole years, pocket’s empty, not a dime
Quarter, nickel, in the fountain, not a trickle
But that just ain’t why I do it and you might believe that’s mental
But every single line is like a hundred-dollar bill
Every bass drop is like a five-star meal
Every compliment makes it all seem worth it
‘Cause without all of y’all, this music would be worthless
People always telling us to follow all our dreams
But make us decide on a career by the time that we’re 16
Like I really have a plan for what I wanna' be
I just wanna have a good time, write it down, and sing
But no, you gotta keep the money flowing
Get a dead-end job until the day your soul is broken
Whenever they ask me what I really wanna be
I tell ‘em, “Music is my everything.”
(My-my-my everything)
[Hook + Bridge]
"So I’ll tell them that I wanna' make music for a living, right?
I’ll talk about Endfinite Records and how music is my passion
And they’ll go on to tell me how impressive that is, yada, yada, yada
But then go on to say that I need to pursue a safer career
About how the chances of making it in music are near impossible
And how without connections in the industry, I’ll never get anywhere
And part of me believes them, and I wonder if everything I’ve worked at was for nothing
But then I go straight home and keep at it for some reason
It’s like this endless cycle of me going back in forth on what I want to be
What are the chances I could make it? What if I fail and end up broke or something?
I mean, not to be self-absorbed or anything, but I’m far from stupid
I make good grades and do excellent in all the classes I take
So I guess what I’m worried about is letting people down
Like, “Oh, he was so smart and had so much potential, but he blew it.”
But at the end of the day, music is the one thing that can always make me happy
So my message to anyone who doubts me or doubts my dreams
To you, it may be Nothing
But that Nothing is my Everything."
