"Laryngitis" lyrics

Laryngitis, fear of heights, and parent-teacher conferences
Tell me your accomplices, tell me your accomplishments
Feel I ain't accomplished shit dealing in the college sense
Said it ain't a competish, maybe it's the opposite
Now they're getting rich in exchange for apocalypse
Hard to exist, Oculus Rift not an option
The box what you think is actually what we're locked in
Without a locksmith [?] getting dark see
Rather drink sake with foxies
Next to palm trees while the gods speak Farsi
Pay my tab in prayers and thoughts, believe what you can't see
[?] gotta eat when you're hungry
Not to be all these wants become daunting
Some things just aren't belonging
So when that gong rings and breaks you from your arming
I hope there's no rain in your awning
'Cause darling this world don't reciprocate
Karma's real but a little late, still on a dinner date
I feel still in my middle age
Build my field while while you're sealed in a guilded cage
Can't steal from my minute maid [?] little lemonade
And know what the vendor paid, skills to my center fade
Stay real tell incentive straight
But whatever, if it's meant to be, better with integrity