Lyrics written by Seth Stone
Beat produced by Seth Stone
Video by Nick Wyss
Want some advice? It comes with a price cuz everything under the sun is meaningless this is to say vanity vanity
Everything that I’m wrecking I be giving reference to the method like it’s effervescent to the lesson of my message.
Like do I wanna live life for this or that? why? given that my choices really don’t matter I might as well do what ever I please
But tell me please why would these be a meaning to me in this petty life you see
What’s a hundred years when you still gotta die? Any amount of time here is finite.
Cuz no matter how I go, whats certain that I know is that I’m gonna die and nothing else will show for anything.
Whether or not I did it right will not apply because I won’t be here to cry but then again this is disabling.
Somehow I gotta find a reason to continue in a manner that is livable but this still ain’t invincible.
Eating, drinking, sleeping and repeating it’s fun right? Monday comes I’m still hung on the weekend it’s dumb right?
Chilling with achievements and accomplishments
Gratitude was nice but it ain’t really get me rich
Working a job on the side call it inflation
But work saw me getting busy with vacation
Then cash caught me with rocks that I purchased
Rocks I was only using to get girls with
Caught me again at the mall with new merchants
Cash I love but not after its worthless
But all my stuff found me hooking up with chicks again
But then i got dumped cuz I rather get lit with my friends
But started cheating on the drugs with epiphanies
Philosophies and conspiracies of reality
Truth is now my main all else is on the side
But I sneak back to that when I feel empty inside
But then regret my choices cuz i know I ain’t honest
Checklist is real when Netflix and chill is me and my conscience
This vanity affair is like a drop of gasoline cuz it don’t fuel the fire it just keeps me itching like a fiend, I need another hit- then ima cheat on it