Eastern Parkway

I'm on Eastern Parkway, flyin' on a carpet Through the yellow lights, I'm gliding on the way to her apartment And I'm ridin', takin' in the smell of the street It's night time by the way, but you can tell by the beat That bass knockin' in my whip, just like some elephant feet Catch a wave when I'm driving past my elementary Grew up round the kids that made a belt with a string And made me feel like I belonged 'cause they could tell I was me Since then, whew feelin' like I might've lost track I been thinking too much but I can't help it I think That shit that's s'posed to make me happy only melts in the heat If I could freeze it, maybe I could turn myself into steam Bendin' corners through Cherokee Park Way I'm driving you would think I was scared of the dark Another ticket and my momma gon' tear me apart Well, shit Young and poppin', I been soakin' up my adolescence I took some time to find the balance, now we back in session Ain't goin' to college, I decided that's a bad investment But I'm still takin notes and siftin' through my past and present I been having trouble socializing Go out to these parties to make people like me, nah I really don't feel like it Can't relate to no one, I should stay home they'll miss me I told this shit to Copelan on the way home from Cincy He agreed with me, felt the same Damn, that shits relieving Maybe time to reassess my standards for an evening Shit ain't perfect, we just searching for a plan or just a reason to Fall in love with life and be a fan of fuckin' breathing I ain't suicidal, but lately nothin' seems to interest me And I ain't got the time if it don't gratify me instantly Thought that I'd be smooth if I ain't smoke or drink Still I got some vices that be stopping me from focusing Like wassup with my dopamine, searching for a doper me I don't want that Adderall, bitch, I ain't got no broken wings Grew up with the poetry, at 12 I wrote a hot verse Relying on a pill to do it only means I got worse --- Eastern Parkway - Jack Harlow