Choices Pt. II

We're all living in a dream
Spend our lives inside a screen
Tryna work out what it means
Tryna build our self-esteem
So concerned with what they think
So we all put on a show
What is fake and what is real?
It don't matter anymore

I still wonder if the music's really worth it
It takes up all my time
It drains away my energy
It stays up on my mind
‘Cause I'm working through the days
And making music through the nights
I look outside my window
I see others passing by
I'll holler at ‘em later
I'm just focussed on my grind
I'm focussed on my streams
I'm just tryna see them climb
But every goal I hit
There's another one in line
Will there ever be a point
Where I'm feeling satisfied? I don't know
Fuck it
Imma keep it going ‘til I touch the sky
I done came too far just
To leave it all behind
Even if I don't make it the
Least I can do is try
You don't get to pick your start
But your end's how you decide choices