Hydroplane

[Verse 1]
When you're hydroplaning and you swerve out of control, I heard you're not supposed to fight it
Got that, Leonidas? It's okay to catch the itis, so go find a toolbox for your pliers
'Cause that grip is not hip
Actually it's more stiff than a lip that won't let a tear drip
Drop
Been on this trip for a hot minute, hope I don't miss my stop
Conductor, I need freedom and structure
Leaves that stay green but then also turn colors
Comfortable urgency, cool third-degree burn in my throat from words that yearn to elope
But I hope it's not just hope with without direction
Growing but nothing to show for self imposed introspection, ay
Impressively depressing, once upon a time I will learn my lesson like
Stop stressing, you're not as bad your subconscious is suggesting with it's incessant pestering
Like insects festering in the colony, a cacophony of the second-guessing
Lost my voice, tea, lemon, and honey
Mix it up, boogie down, bacteria up in my tummy
It's kinda funny how much beauty is buried deep in the belly of the ugly

Beauty is buried deep in the belly of the ugly

I want information
I need revelation
I need to see the signs
Oh, I really need patience

What about patience?

[Verse 2]
My day spent thinking about
What I should be thinking about, my little merry-go-round
Well, it makes me nauseous
Sick of being sick, sick of dwelling on the same old schtick
Oh, and I'm sick and tired of fetching the same old stick
Just to return to the same square inch in the field of my dreams
I need a pinch
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, Yaakov
Take stock and and hip-hop these potholes
Just remember that your body is a fossil that you leave behind
So don't let it seize your mind, I'm trying
Sometimes I can't seem to squeeze between the lines
I'm trying, I'm trying