Futuristic
How Are You?
[Verse]
How are you?
I'm just asking 'cause nobody asks me
I'm always busy so I don't expect you to ever think it's going badly
Honestly I don't know family
Honestly I don't know how to be friends with nobody 'cause they always stab me
Or leave me to never hit back I look in the mirror and question and head off to therapy sessions to find me the answers
The common denominator in the mirror it appears that I must be the cancer
All of this pressure, this measure by money and fame the things I obtain
Try to remain the same it's been in my frame when progress seems to be me going backwards
Yeah every time that I better myself, somehow I hurt everyone else
My music is left on the shelf
I'm looking for things I ain't felt, I wonder if they exist
Sometimes I think it's a curse to be born with a gift
I don't know