Cyrus Hutchings - CYRUS

I just wake up every day, I do what I have to do

No excuses, no complaining, I just fucking follow through

And life’s a struggle, but it’s fine, at least I thought

But then they fucking canceled me 'fore following my heart

And life’s a bitch, but she’s a widow, all by herself

She likes to force a hand but doesn’t like when she get dealt

It ain’t a game when she got stakes, nah

But I’ma still slow clap in her face, well done

And there’s levels to this shit, I’m the God damn tutorial

Never been to service, but I’ll show to your memorial

Check out your gravestone, they’ll say you tried

They’ll say you tried your best and then died

And I would have to have a fuck to give, to give you any

I went and made some change for me, a couple pennies

And honestly I’m good with only that, that percentage

Because I’d rather keep it than to write your ass a check

And I rewrote this verse like a hundred times

And I swear you should’ve heard the other 99

But it’s like I can’t help myself, I’m too inspired

I would’ve cut a Drake verse too, I swear to God

I used to worry all the time 'bout everybody else

Like I was doing something wrong for trying to be myself

And so I stopped listening to all these other rappers

And it wasn’t long after that they didn’t matter

Dawg, it’s me, myself, and I, and all of us are doing great

I just made a fucking smoothie soon as I racked all my weights

I ran like ten something miles, I ain’t keeping track

My foot’s just on the gas because I couldn’t catch a break

Just trying to figure out some shit, cause life is fucking crazy

I’d call that girl a bitch, but then she’d probably want my babies

Kind of funny how it works, only want it if it hurts

And lately I can’t help but feel like that’s what I deserve

And that talk, yeah that’s cheap

Taking anything we get, because we

Just feel, so bleak

Like, what’s the point of doing anything

Cause I, can’t be

The person you need me to be

Cause that, ain’t me

And I

I wonder why I’m trying

I wonder if there’s something wrong with me

I wonder if I’m dying

I wonder if there’s something wrong with me

I wonder if

The reason I don’t answer your calls, is because I know I’d have me a panic

attack

And it isn’t your fault, I just can’t seem to find a way out of my head

I just never thought I would meet someone like you

I just never knew I could be happy

And it took me 28 years to feel like I was 21 with a dream

Like I could take on the world, I had a love for a woman that gave a fuck about

me

I knew I couldn’t have kids, I mean, I hated the fact my father went and had his

A life that I had to live, a sentence I didn’t pick, so I just couldn’t commit

But for a second I thought, well, fuck it, maybe I could, but then as soon as I

did

That flame it withered away, to ashes inside a tray, without a phoenix in sight

Like, what the fuck was the point, I navigated through the dark to realize

there’s no light

I fucking would’ve took a bullet, super-manned that shit, but soon as I put on

that cape I fucking snagged that shit

And here’s the truth of the matter, since no one has that shit

Is that nobody gives a fuck until you have that shit

I tried that waiting on some change shit, but that shit don’t work

Because the people you look up to don’t put in that work

As soon as I cut off that heat, you saw that well ran dry

Because the truth is I was running shit that whole damn time

I had to separate myself before I killed somebody

Because I knew that I would probably end up that somebody

And I ain’t ever had that COVID, but I’ve been 19, that’s when I caught the

fucking bug to do incredible things

I wrote some songs in an apartment where I ain’t have rent

And then performed them in some cities that I ain’t ever been

I had my mama slanging merch at all my sold out shows

So she could see how many people knew the words I wrote

And so when I be getting down, I just remind myself

I don’t need no one else, just Cyrus Hutchings