[Verse 1]
Stressed out, writers block is seeping in
Paranoia, I feel like death is creeping in
So for now, I guess I'll keep on dreaming then
And weaving in, rap, what I'm believing in
While I drown in this doubt, and I'm actin like a bitch cause I'm not on I sit here and pout
(huh)
I'm in a panic, I'm feeling schizophrenic
These voices in my head said I'm not from this planet
Don't believe in organic, I think the real has just vanished
Let's just look at the game, Bhad Bhabie signed with Atlantic
Fuck talent, you know it's bout your social media
The viral shit that they feeding ya, they fucken our dead minds
I call it necrophilia, It's eating ya
Heart and soul, Scared to grow old
Tell my kids how I failed, and tell em dare to be bold
You always have to prevail, Or end up dead or in jail
What the system will sale

[Chorus]
Let's take it back to the days of Sega Genesis
When everybody was cool no arch nemesis
When everybody was cool and everybody vibe
Way before the bills and barely getting by
Let's take it back to the days of Sega Genesis
When everybody was cool no arch nemesis
When everybody was cool and everybody vibe
Way before the bills and barely getting by

[Verse 2]
Meanwhile we work for dead end checks
For dead end debt, shit I ain't getting it yet
It's just me and the monitor's, so it's hard for me to monitor
Now my temperature rising, I'm in need of a thermometer
I lost more friends over bullshit than full clips
My life a movie I feel like I'm writing full scripts
I'm foolish, to think my niggas was my niggas
(Welp...)
That's life though, I'm floating on this life boat
Remember back in college they would feed into the hype though
I'm not that type though, to let society brain wash me I'm not like those
Other people, who settle to be equal
Y'all tryna get promoted while I'm tryna be a Beetle
Y'all listening to DAMN, while I'm tryna write the sequel
And finding who I am, in the mirror I see evil
(I see evil.)

[Chorus]
Let's take it back to the days of Sega Genesis
When everybody was cool no arch nemesis
When everybody was cool and everybody vibe
Way before the bills and barely getting by
Let's take it back to the days of Sega Genesis
When everybody was cool no arch nemesis
When everybody was cool and everybody vibe
Way before the bills and barely getting by

[Verse 3]
Kid making twenty thousand a year, his girl bought him groceries and all he brought was tears
The struggles just approaching me, hopefully
Label's start promoting me, openly joking me Illuminati's choking me
Momma don't believe, my brothers says I'm wrong
But I don't give a fuck, I'm still dropping songs
You better stay a buck, when my money's long
I got the Midas touch, wait till my cards are drawn
They can't wait to see me flop, until I drop, hot, pop up, like a Jack in the box
When you're at the bar alone having jack on the rocks
Niggas telling you "your brother's out here rapping like Pac"
Or maybe I'm delusional, the usual, live broke until your funeral, no mutual your juvenile
I guess it's hard for you to know, ya sitting in ya cubicle, complaining ya computer froze (bitch)

[Chorus]
Let's take it back to the days of Sega Genesis
When everybody was cool no arch nemesis
When everybody was cool and everybody vibe
Way before the bills and barely getting by
Let's take it back to the days of Sega Genesis
When everybody was cool no arch nemesis
When everybody was cool and everybody vibe
Way before the bills and barely getting by