Me O’Clock

[Verse 1]
How do you ever really know what the right choice is?
What if life’s pointless?
Wondering if there’s any point in wondering
And would it matter if you figured it out?
Regardless of the answer
Would your self-pity and doubt disappear?
Sipping beer on your lonesome
Looking back at life like a fit bitch's rear
Misogynistic for the sake of a rhyme
When I could have just taken me time
And I shudder 'cause, I shoulda, probably
Who cares? As long as the kids are buzzing off me
I’m not a role model cuz I don’t smoke weed or pop oxy
I’m just sipping on a Guinness while the clock mocks me
I neck a Piriton and finish the bottle
I should be relaxed but me body reacts like I’m in a debacle
Six drops of Otrivine to breathe
I blow me nostrils clean and leave
To get crunk like Dionysus
It’s better than tryna right this with sinusitis (shit)
Drooling over an empty paper plate
Save your time and waste it at a later date

[Chorus]
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the world mate
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the world laaa
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the world mate
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the world laaa

[Verse 2]
Too many days wasted high, barely scraping by
Treating the present like an unwanted gift
Chong a spliff problem fixed, It’s like it doesn’t just prolong this shit
We’re all cool here and it’s a new year
So press the reset button
And hope you don’t regret something
Raised on the wrong side of the dirty Mersey
I’ve never planned anything and I’m not about to start on the verge of thirty
I switch the flow like give and go
You rap the same on every track but monotony's a killer so
Do something unruly just to strike a chord
When you push the boat out don’t forget to climb aboard
These tired formulas are boring us to sleep
It’s simple yet deeper than the pockets of the elite
To be broke and content, what a thrill
I’d rather be depressed in a mansion on a hill
Pool-side twiddling me thumbs
Desperately wrestling a pigeon for its crumbs
For your drunken amusement
I give the sun a cold shoulder like I don’t know you and usher the moon in

[Chorus]
I co-sign living on your own time
What the fuck are you proving?
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the world laaa
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the the world mate
I co-sign living on your own time
Fuck the rest of the world laaa

They say do your own thing; but what they mean to say is do your own thing as long as it fits within the boundaries of this box and shit