Jake Breathe - Note to Self

I'll take some time to write a note to myself
I feel that every single day that I'm focused on wealth
I'm hopeless in hell, I cannot control what they sell
And if I ever want to make it, it's with jokes and a pill
I smoke and I chill, I ain't about the drugs or money
Fuckin' scummy bums are comin' out of the slums like they want something from me
Pushing music daily, the mix is coming monthly
I could make a masterpiece out of something ugly

If you play your music, turn it down, Embrace the views I've heard about
I came into my favourite crew and statements move from word of mouth
A turn around of motivation, focused, waiting
Foldin' pages, tucked into my pocket for them broken days when
Nothing could get any worse with over due rent
I'd give my two cents, but I'd need a penny first
There's plenty hurt that lays beneath of these lines
I'm speaking my mind, these people can't believe what I've tried
Like, I've stressed, I sweat, I've bleed and I've cried
But demons inside and free and now I'm free of the bind
Ain't holding me back, I'm focused to unload the attack
That's wrote in my pad, my notebook is a poisonous trap
Never sleepin' on the grind, pen I'm keepin on my side
Eventually the sun will rise and then I'll sleep another night
Enemies are on the rise, a lot of guys focus hate
No debate, we can't let that negative procreate
This life we live is like a gift it's like as if it's more than great
An open space, we can pick our paths and which doors we take
I'm sorta late to where the fortune stays
But on my journey, I'm looking for something more than fame

Well, there's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze
Don't know how much more I can take
They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze
But I'm exploring the space
There's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze
Don't know how much more I can take
They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze
But I'm exploring the space

I take a look around as I'm searching for a purpose
Writing verses out in cursive, every person makes me nervous
I don't know their motive, flowing like a locomotive
Soul is of a broken poet, molded it so I can hold it
I fold it up and then I stashed it in my wallet
Put it back into my pocket, an immaculate deposit
The past is not forgotten but it's trash and it is rotten
Working past it, you will find what you imagined is a problem
You're stressin' and you think it's only in your head
You drink and smokin' cigarettes, then blink and holy shit you're dead
A different type of threat is if you've been depressed
In your bed, never getting out but never getting rest
You can't enjoy the highs without the lows
So it's time to let it go, stop denying what you know
Don't fight the current, start riding with the flow
If you're vibing in the low, you've got time to join the show
It's all love and it's coming from the heart
Put your past to an end, build something from the start
Keep that head strong through the troubles you embark
This note to myself is an ode to my heart

Well, there's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze
Don't know how much more I can take
They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze
But I'm exploring the space
There's smoke in their eyes and they're caught in a daze
Don't know how much more I can take
They're focused on the lies and they're lost in a maze
But I'm exploring the space

Written by:
Jake Butchart

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