Seth: People always telling me to do all my stuff differently But if I don’t do it my way then where would I find my dignity? Put two and two together and sure it equals symmetry But I don’t see what the problem is with me adding one and three? It’s like I’m in some industry, using these utilities to efficiently deliver syllables effectively To all of you respectfully I may just act defensively if you’re telling me to be anything but me Take a look at my hat, the graphics on my tee From my glasses to the shoes up on my feet They’re on my body ‘cause I wanted them to be They’re showing who I am, a derivative of me For those of you who said I could never be an emcee I’ll swallow all of your hate like it’s Vitamin C I’ll get stronger, convert it into my energy Now watch me shut you down, I hope you don’t like what you see! (Chorus) I hear what you’re saying, but don’t you see? That I am me I am me. I know that you’d like to see another scene But I am me I am me. Adam: Nobody understands the thoughts going through my head They try to force me into being braindead But I fight for what’s right and stand up for myself That’s why they call me ME, I’m never anybody else You may call me sick, but only when I’m on the mic Make like a Nintendo game and get a life Branded Mature but act ten years old Don’t call me one of you if I have to fit that mold Treat this like a game? I’ve got no choice but to play it You called me an asshole, I just have the balls to say it I’m only out here working just to make myself proud And it’s working out, that’s why I’m still around Built up these feelings in my soul for too long Then Seth’s all like “Hey, be on my song” Shove out the negativity and then you’ll see Knock knock, “who’s there?” Oh look, just me. (Chorus) Seth: I’ve had struggles in my life and I’ve had to push through I’ve been vulnerable and didn’t know what to do People have stomped on my pride, but you know what I see? It’s all helped me out on the road to being me Trying to find myself has always put me in a panic Some failure kid who took a jump but won’t land it Give him an equation, he wouldn’t understand it But day after day, here I am still standing Figuring out what’s really best for me Finding a new grip on reality Putting together a puzzle that I never thought I’d finish For once in a long time, I feel like I’m winning Sure, there are still a lot of mysteries Couldn’t tell you who I’m gonna turn out to be Still so young, but something I can guarantee? I’m never gonna stop being me. (Chorus)

I find myself thinking ‘bout it everyday All of the things I never got to say I often try to think of other stuff to calm my mind But it seems to always travel back to that time I feel like I left you on a bad note, I let you down People always telling me that you’d be so proud of where I’ve gotten to in life - but where is it? I can’t find my place, you’re gone and I can’t fix it I want to thank you for teaching me what I know giving me life, food, support and a home I know that there were times when I wanted to be alone but I thought some places I couldn’t get to on my own I hate myself for not spending all my time with you and now I realize that it’s something I needed to do when you and mom divorced, you know that I was confused at that time in life I thought there was nothing else I could do The arguing and schedules but in the end it worked out ‘When you got sick mom was right there to help The most supportive woman I know, here the whole time She’s done magic to help us through every single thing in life You rebuilt a friendship and I thank you both for trying Little did any of us know that you were dying I wish we’d been closer cause now you’re gone I can’t help but ask myself where else I’d gone wrong If I could take back all those days I didn’t give all my time to you Was it selfish to see you so helpless and not give all my time to you September 18th, the hospital room - you couldn’t talk Your internal clock, we knew that it would stop I never thought I’d ever see my own father so weak but you were strong cause you fought with the horrible disease through the chemo that made you ever so sick by that time I was finished with cancer’s tricks At 5:10, you took your final breath and you rose into the skies, taking your final rest I’ll never forget the sun flooding the room after the cloudy day, I know it had to be you a role model for sure that much is clear but I don’t know how it’s been five fuckin years And I still feel like garbage but nobody sees it I don't let it out but I am in these lyrics Your life was unfinished and I was congested With all of this shit that was left on my chest and Over five years since I’ve heard you talk Over five years since I’ve seen you walk Less than a second since I thought of you Less than a second since I thought of you Less than a second since I’ve wanted you back in less than a second I’d pay any cash just to have you back you know there’s no end to the amount of time that I’ll miss you I just want to tell you that I’m always trying to do my best and keep your legacy striving I know that you’re watching me and the whole family but I just wish that I could know if you’re happy with what I’ve decided to do with my life I wish I could know if you think I chose right You are my father, and will always be keeping me up on my own very feet Fighting for something, something it seems I can never have back, only in my dreams Fighting for love, family, and for knowledge Fighting to succeed my ass off in college Fighting like you did when you couldn’t do it resisting the evil and pushing right through it Supporting as many as I can when they need Loving and seeing everything equally You were a great man I have memories forever pictures and tapes are now the things that I treasure Telling people how I feel is hard you’ve got no clue so here’s a start, to you dad, I’ll always love you

Pieces Let me tell you the story of this one kid Doesn't think he's getting anywhere, he once did Once upon a time he had a career in mind, his eye on it He took a step too far back and just forgot it The vision was gone, there was no more inspiration He’d get up in the morning to find no motivation Living in a hole under a solid roof of pavement No breaking out, this boy needed saving By night time he’s shaking, everyone thinks he’s faking There was no mistaking his mind was fully vacant He’s looking for an exit, he’s just so lost Shutting people out, telling friends and family off Thinking that nobody gets the pain he’s feeling Doesn’t seem to be a way around the pain that He’s dealing In this hole he was sinking and he couldn’t find a reason He was left on the floor just shattered to pieces (Chorus - Lottie) Set me free from this world and I will wander the stars How can one live through these impossible bars? It's easy to forget This life’s really ours Try to escape And we’re left with scars I’ll tell you the story of a girl, every day she Couldn’t see her beauty even though she was amazing Inside and out, she was a blessing from the angels But inside her head her thoughts were strangled Not thinking clearly, always so stressed Always holding back from doing her best Always holding back the stress that’s in her chest Because she’s thinking nobody would be impressed Every day spent not wanting to leave her bed The standards of society all tangled in her head Cold and alone in her own damn home Nowhere to go, not a soul knows How she’s struggling to live a life she can call her own Each day’s a bit darker, she’s Just so low Just sinking in her thoughts and she couldn’t find a reason She was left on the floor just shattered to pieces (Chorus) When it's dark I look to the stars Nothing but crazy how small we really are But with minds so large, we seek to get far And find ourselves locked behind our own bars I find myself thinking ‘bout it everyday If I had taken a different path in life Where I will be if I never succeed Or if I never gave a try But I just live day to day, And my thoughts eat my mind away Sleepless nights, not seeing any reason Left on the floor, shattered to pieces (Chorus)

Here’s the thing about inspiration When you can’t find any you can’t keep waitin’ Now that may seem a little blatant But it’s 2017, you see me, and I’m still pacing My album in 2016? Non-existent. And I can’t really say that I’ve been that persistent But I’m back to scratchin’ on the pad and I’m glad ‘Cause I’m not letting any of those fruits go bad Hell, they’re just getting ripe, they’re at their prime So grab yourself a plate cause it’s time to dine Taking my time, you know it shouldn’t be a crime When I want the result to be something that’ll shine I’ve made too much bad in my past to look back on So I need something juicy in 20 years I can snack on I’m needing these tracks to be like battery packs So when I’m feeling low I can be back on the attack My style’s whack? Man, that mumble crap’s whacker Leaves me saltier than a saltine cracker But why should it matter, I’m formulating batter That will leave you relieved like emptying a full bladder A lyrical showcase, to show I flow at my own pace Shake you like Mr. Potato Head, left with no face Blown away and the throne I’ll take But then it hits me - none of this can be fake So I wonder to myself, what do people want to hear? Stories from my life or some pop song about beer? Do they want me to be honest when I’m on the mic Or would they rather I just say whatever’s on my mind It’s hard to find the line and even harder to accept it Couldn’t tell you how many pages of lyrics I’ve rejected But this here now is what I’m thinking currently Straight to the page from my head and surely It’s got to mean something to say what I’m feeling Rather than only bringing up past events that I deal with I don’t want my music to be factory produced, see? Each little thing I do, I want to be new to me So damn confused on how to get this across So many opinions in the world, I’m getting lost I really need to wonder, is it worth my time? But you know what? Fuck it! I just wanna but a rhyme! I’m droppin’ heavy like a really big speaker All you other rappers out here, I don’t care about your sneakers ‘Cause I can drop a flow like you never imagined Coming in like a dragon, check this fire I’m rapping Spittin’ like a turret, rapid fire like a Bastion No auto-pilot needed ‘cause I ain’t ever crashin’ And when I’m sippin’ on that bottle of Jack Dan’s I’m feeling even cooler than that motherfucker Batman “What do you know? You’re the guy who used Bitstrips!” Now I’m rapping even thicker than a layer of your bitches lipstick So next time you want to diss or go fists with this, prick I got nothing but room for haters on my shitlist And that there is my lyrical showcase, To show y’all that I flow at my own pace Shake you like Mr. Potato Head, left with no face Blown away and the throne I’ll take A lyrical showcase To show y’all that I flow at my own pace Shake you like Mr. Potato Head, left with no face Blown away and the throne I’ll take

(Seth) Wake up to the music on my phone, hello Leave home without some headphones? Hell no! Something hard-hitting, something kinda mellow Got the rock vibes then I'm chilling with the cello Ever since I was a kid I loved to listen Moving my hands and my feet to the rhythm Never had anything but respect for the artists who crafted such magic and put their whole hearts in Never learned to play an instrument (Nuh-uh) Tried to learn guitar for a little bit (Somewhat) Still got the Les Paul stocked in the closet in hopes that someday they'll be skills that I pocket But now I'm rapping, and now I'm singing Ever so crucial 'bout the sounds that I'm bringing So if it ever looks like I'm going to lose it You can find me cruisin' away with the music (Chorus) I'm a Music Addict, just gotta have it Everyday I blast it, everyday I rap it The beat is jabbin', the drums I clap it My feet are tappin', my fingers snappin' (Provost) So into the music, my movements so fluent like Tin-Man's after he gets his fluid They think I'm the new kid so I'm acting stupid But then they threw a few bars at me so I went stupid on the beat I ain’t the new kid on the street And you losers couldn’t see I’ve been doing this since 3 (3 what?) O’ clock And I’d still be iller than you, please Your rhymes ain’t sick They don’t even make me sneeze (achoo) But when I’m on the mic you can catch a disease ‘Cause when I do this rap shit I do good at it Always knew I had it Oops, I’m braggin’ But that’s been happenin’ since day one of rap, kids You stupid? Haven’t learned the past of your passion? I knew it, you’re a fluke! Wreak havoc After that, play this last verse back To prove that I’ve practiced, yeah I’m a true music addict (Chorus) Jacob SZ: When you hear the word “addict”, what comes to mind? Someone who needs to take a swig just one more time? Someone whose outlet for their issues is some beer and ice? But they can’t see how much their choices mess up their life? That’s not me, though I don’t know where I’d be If I didn’t have the ability to jam out when I please Cause I do need music, but I’m not using it To ruin my life, I’m doing what it takes to improve on it And I do play instruments, it’s true But that doesn’t mean that I’m somehow better than you Cause it’s dope to rap, it’s dope to sing It all takes talent, and we’re all just doing our own thing That’s what’s great about this art form, you go your own path with it We made a rock track with a lotta rap in it And if there’s just one thing I could add to it Lemme solo before we get back to it (Chorus)

Don’t walk away, can we talk about it first? If you say you’re leaving I’ll go fucking berserk Tell me that I’m wrong, tell me that you are worth All the times that I loved and the times that I hurt Tell me you cared when nobody was there Cause if you never did that ain’t treatin’ me fair Leading me on with fake emotions you shared Another broken heart is something I cannot bare (Chorus) I don’t even know why I gave you more tries When I know the shit I saw with my own eyes Hiding these lies behind some sorta disguise Waiting for the perfect time to pull out your knives You weren’t honest, now ain’t that awful But still you saw nothing wrong and you thought that I was the one who was overreacting But who was the one who’s heart took the stabbing? I’ll tell ya, I laugh at this petty shit now Because a lying bitch I’m not worried about Just hope the next guys have figured it out Y’know maybe I should give all 4 of them a shout I shoulda known when you’d always look for trouble and Try to start an argument to get my blood all bubblin’ Now I’m stuck shoveling this shit and hovering Over your name in my phone and just wondering if i put a song up, but I wouldn’t drop your name Because I don’t think that I could deal with the bad taste That it leaves on my tongue, two years gone to waste when I find you with all of these other dudes gettin’ naked And shaking it off like it didn’t mean a thing Telling me I’m freaking out, it really isn’t big But that’s my life too that you fucked up, you Got something loose if you think that’s a life I’d choose (Chorus) The worst part is that you never tried listening Now I’m not fazed by that fake smile glistening Got really sickening, you go to mimicking Acting like kid, what are you 10 again? And I’d get bent again, want to be your friend again Back of my mind waiting for it to end again Became a chore, bored of this torturing Now you’re deleted, it’s all over with, Vincent, do your thing (Chorus)

Seth: I don’t have the look of a guy with bars Don’t have the girls, don’t have the cars Don’t get in fights but I’ve got surgical scars Ain’t in the clubs but I’m gazing stars I eat my dinner with applesauce Closest thing I’ve got to bling is an apple watch Typing these words on my Macintosh Really don’t blame ya if ya hadn’t thought I rapped a lot of guys are bragging bout their size Well mine is ten feet long to charge my iPhone in style In my notes are many more lyrics I've compiled And if I rapped each one we may be here a while I see Superhero movies on opening night The highest I’ve ever been is on a flight Ain’t exactly poor but the money’s pretty tight Could probably use a bit more natural light I used to have to sneak out to the shed After I made sure my mom went to bed To record my lyrics, microphone in my hand Computer in the other, I’m a one-man-band Math class became free time for my rap pad Shoulda focused more but I never did that bad Stacked lots of slacked papers for my trackpad Though I handed in, rhymes were always in my backpack Now I’m mad glad - through these years I’ve learned a lotta lessons I look back at Livin’ in my own pad, three roommates, 3rd year of college, how about that? Something that you wouldn’t have expected If I got a problem, rap is how I project it And if you don’t like anything from this selection You can keep on walking until you hit the exit So yeah, I’m a rapper, don’t know when it happened Never really thought I’d be a guy who’d be rappin’ “Yo Mat, I’m sure you have something to say on the topic” Mat4yo: Hello? Yea yea yea I think we’re breaking up so let me answer your question by dropping bars faster than I’m dropping our connection We’re next gen rappers taking residence in your head trying to survive the natural selection Always broke the mold ever since I scribbled X and Os in my grammar notes when I was ten years old Rap is how I found my healthy home Now my heart is cheery, yo, as if my cholesterol was getting low My imagination had me flying places on a magic carpet ride with rock band mic and In time, I wound up chasing all technology’s latest from windows movie maker, living the garage band life I had the audacity to audition my logic across the globe and it’s not that easy, bro, but I want you to know that the final cut is your own, so grab hold of the microphone and if anyone asks for an answer you tell ‘em you won’t take “NO” when you get thrown in an ocean of vocab you choose whether you drown or you float Nobody told me that I’d be a rapper but I found the tools and paved my own road Don’t put it on hold if opportunity’s ringing your phone, don’t be scared, say hello Seth: He made it on his own! Despite the stereotypes He’s reached for his goals! Going out there and competin’ for gold Despite what you’re told Make what you can, ‘cause you’re gonna get old! If your prize sits above you, you gotta a latter Hidden far away, well you better find a mapper In the end so many things will never matter Only you can choose if you wanna be a rapper

Seth: If I were skinny I would look a lot better When I don’t wanna go out it’s not cause the weather or the reason that I’m always seen wearing a sweater Not a thing that I can blame on the temperature A lot of the time it's not even someone else I can barely stand to look at myself And to change my appearance I am trying But it’s not something that I can fix overnight Sure I am me, but what’s not to say That others will be judging me anyway For the way that I'm shaped or the marks on my face Or how I move my mouth with these words that I say And I keep trying to tell myself that no one really cares About the things that you do or the things that you wear But that just isn’t true, the stares burn right through As people judge on like they’ve got nothing to do (Chorus - Zander) So insecure about the way that we look People are always gonna judge the cover of the book “It’s about what’s on the inside” is fed to us But seems to not stick with us in the years we grow up So insecure because everything is labeled Wish people could make it a few pages through the fable “It’s about what’s on the inside” is fed to us But seems to not stick with us in the years we grow up Seth: I try not to make eye contact walking down the street Then I don't see if anyone’s looking at me Judging me ever so silently But I’ve done it too, you see, that's the thing We’re raised in a culture where judging is accepted In even more places than Debit or Credit From TV shows to threads up on Reddit People hating themselves because someone else said it What a world to be brought into Then it’s questioned why people have self esteem issues Misused are many platforms the youth has grown up on Trying to sell morals but some still stuck up on The irony that’s being fed to the nations That we all stand together but I see all the hating No wonder it’s not seen as misbehaving When these judgemental ways are a human creation (Chorus) M.O.C.: People meet me they say “Yo youse a thicc boi” But they don’t see the me leave me sick boi They see me, M.O.C and say what’s that obsession? Mother of creation? No. Mormon Olive collection. It’s these accusations, why I make lyrics obscene Instead of pop garbage for the average teen That’s why I’m here. I’m for body positivity But for a passion so strong, I don’t have any I got spots on my arms and hair on my toes It’s my own body but the marketing knows More than me. Telling me that I’m between And if I don’t pay them no one will sleep with me Well enough we don’t need what the industry took We can make it on our own as we move knight to rook We all just need to find that someone who will look A few pages past the cover of the book (Chorus)

I’m not a perfect person I probably deserve it All these fucking fights and it’s never even worth it It’s like we’re fucking cursed it’s, A game of who's the worst it’s Patch it up but man you won’t patch up a fucking herse There ain’t no rehearsal Just hate and hate and hate Screaming match occurs, No room for civil debates Who the fuck is real? (who) Who the fuck is fake? (who) These people that I know, they come charging with a blade When the back is turned, betrayal all the way No room for explanation, no room for escape Lies are always fed, with a glass of apology To wash the bullshit down, gotta get this offa me Even my conscious is sweating, there’s oughta be A way through all this rubble but it’s stuck sitting on toppa me Never make it out, ain’t no fucking way Time with all the demons that you didn’t want to face The climax of the story, the climax of the play But then we just reset and we turn back the page (Chorus) Turn back the page (x4) We reset and turn back the... Almost every day, another fucking chapter Add it to the list of things that don’t fucking matter Kissing up to asses, people always faking Weaving through the grass, people always snaking So much disrespect, got the fingers shaking All the accusation, head is fucking aching Leading me to instigate, now that my foot’s in the gate People climbing all around, now it’s clear they finna hate Ripping pieces off ya till you’re only left with bones Watchers in the back, now theyre throwing fucking stones Never letting up, man you think they’ve gotta be Aware of it and they just pile more rubble on toppa me Didn’t see it coming, ain’t no fucking way Time with all the demons that you didn’t want to face The climax of the story, the climax of the play But then we just reset and we turn back the page (Chorus)

(Chorus) I wanna run, wanna reach for the night I wanna put my hands in the sky I wanna feel alive so I’m I’m gonna fly I’m gonna fly Seth: This mess inside my head I swear it’s nearly killin’ me Can’t figure it out so instead I’m set to killin’ beats Not on the offence, I’m not looking for no enemies Just reminiscing and missing what all this shit had meant to me And it may sound selfish but I’ve sorta made a legacy But I’m still afraid that these people won’t remember me Everyday life’s feeling like a false reality Seems that everyone I care about is always mad at me Now I don’t want this to play off as some sorta tragedy But as I’m jotting on this page, I ain’t doing it happily My head ain’t at the right level, there’s no room to breathe Thanks to all the people who’ve actually stayed true to me And I don’t think I’m writing poems here And I don’t think I’d make it anywhere with a rap career But I do it ‘cause it helps me through all the struggles in a day Now don’t mind me I’m gonna turn my back and fly the fuck away (Chorus) Fel: I don’t have the right to be this fly, so I arrive fatigued I don’t have the fight in me to strike at these anxieties It’s too tight to breath; I can’t take flight and flee society The weight on my shoulders as I get older is what frightens me But If i keep this up then what will I read on my grave “His life was mundane; he was too busy keeping it safe” Should I step into the rain or let it get in my way How will know how I perform when I’ve yet to set the stage Had enough of my hocus pocus; every itty bit of my shit is bogus They say I’m tripping: “what’a’ya smokin”? Every little thing makes it hard to focus, But I’ve had enough, I’m bloated; Every single quip never goes unnoticed I didn’t beat this horse, I rode it, I didn’t drown in doubt, I floated Those who didn’t believe it, should turn their heads and come see this And then take their own shit and eat it; That’s an order of the Felix I’m an elitist cuz’ I lead this fire beat like a Phoenix I do this ‘cuz I’m the realist- you losers are just a remix (Chorus) Seth: When I finish this album I’ll need some time for me You can guarantee that I’ll be back eventually To give this to the public, it’s kinda leaving a hole in me So much to do in life before laying down for eternal sleep I’m trying my best, and in complete honesty I can’t please you all, so please promise me That I can have your full support but when I want to leave I’ll be able to fly away, to be free (Chorus)

(Chorus) I'm traveling without a path I reflect too much on the past All I wonder is what I'm doing here I'm not following roads Don't know where I'm supposed to go All I wonder is what I'm doing here (Verse 1) Never really had a solid plan together Never really based my days on the weather 'cause we've only got so much time and the past has already taken way too much of mine Sure I'm living in the moment without a guide but events gone by are what fill my eyes Longing to go back to a different age when I actually enjoyed living life each day But now I suffocate as I procrastinate No getting past my plastered brain No getting back to that classic phase but the past still attacks me like acid rain Even the tasks that I have slap my face Maybe it's the fact that my passion is drained But honestly I'd rather be catching a train to take me anywhere far away from this place because (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm the kinda guy who's living in his memories Wish I wasn't, I really think it's killing me Always holding on to things that'll never be All of these standards that I know that I will never meet I remember the past like it's my vision I remember all of my stupid decisions I remember how I used to live under encryption How I hid from the truth and settled with the fiction Each day is another vacation Just another mini-game that you're playing I wish that that were my way of thinking But in my mind I'm still sinking Got nowhere to go, no one to see No one to know, and no one to be and no one to show anything to validate this person that I know isn't me I walk unpaved trails but my mind's locked up Nothing that I do for me will ever be enough Because I don't know what I want and that just leaves me stuck off this path and on my own to dig myself another rut because (Chorus) (Bridge) For once in life I'd like to wake up to a brand new scene For once in life I'd like to live without a routine But I don't know if I could commit and I don't even know where to begin There's nothing I can do about that So I'll just work on fixing the life I have 'cause (Chorus)