callouses - Chris Wright

I been feeling trepidatious lately

Twisted nerves and pacing wavy

Back and forth around the block

It ain’t pay off to be so lazy

Ain’t pay off to drink ciroc

Ain’t pay off to smoke a lot

Ain’t pay off to follow all my homies

Cause I missed the plot

Guess I’m on my b-side

Extra in the cast

Another system I despise

Another brand upon my ass

Another fire in my heart

You spill the water in your glass

I feel my bones wearing apart

From all the weight that’s in my past

And this a cold shoulder, no apology

I’m just a stone thrower like you thought of me

I couldn’t roll over like they soldered me

Old soul lost control so they gave him th lobotomy

My doctor told me I ain’t fit for nothing like a loose blt

Anxious when I go the store, feel like a new hell

Opens for me anytime I’m out of routine

I don’t see nothing when I sleep

But life feels like a lucid dream, coupled up with

Sleep paralysis, the fraying of my callouses

Pick myself apart too see what next is falling out of this

Stupid still believing in the tropes and broken fallacy’s

These broken words need no analysis

A good book, a hard head, your picture on my mantle

Couldn’t look for quite some time, there’s still a lot that I can’t handle

Less we talking bout some liquor and some wax, I’m spinning candles

I got Frank Ocean’s endless on the record player, hesitating