Lyrics: ㅤ "May the Child Be" ㅤ ㅤ [Verse 1] This child wanted to feel special The center of the world This child wanted to hate mumble To feel like he's in the rap circle This child lived in a fantasy Though he sought to be someone that thinks This child wanted time to freeze So he could be the only one that blinks The child's not naive, nah He got himself on a leash, locked with his keycard He blinds himself purposefully to live with a seat belt on To act like he cares about other people's songs But he's blinding himself from the light With a God complex like he owns timelines Then he acts kind since all of this social life Makes him want to be the judge of wrong and right Good cop, bad cop, he wants to be part of a grand cause Give him purpose, as if humility won't clot blood As if life owes him a thing for what he does not So the kid makes up its story to get some love Suffering is his choice, to be the one who's blue Apart from all the other kids, so he can never lose Begging for care, that which he can't apprehend Since his lie was the fact he ever saw friends ㅤ ㅤ [Chorus] x2 May the child be with bruises, cut for cut His storytelling sucks, but he's growing up May the child be, let his art be lust Let him sip his cup as he coughs his guts May the child be, let him scream "fuck" Let him cuss enough since the child is just May the child be, let the child breathe Let the child weep, let the child be me ㅤ ㅤ [Verse 2] The child asked his future many things How many children? What will be the love he brings? Who will be his sweet girl, who will be his lovely thing? O! Will the future care for his suffering? Will the future hug him as he begs and tears at his chest? Will the future be his caring parent, so he doesn't tear his breast? O! Cure his mental incest. Future, are you impressed? All of this, a test if the future'll bless But he tore at his chest over a story he created and made A movie that he starred in and played With no babe, just him in his built up hellscape As if burden creates value and shape, a home, a place: fake The child begged, but his future dissolved story Importantly, his future took the blue paint off his knees Since even the most extreme ends up boring So the future just told him; may the child be ㅤ ㅤ [Chorus] x3 May the child be with bruises, cut for cut His storytelling sucks, but he's growing up May the child be, let his art be lust Let him sip his cup as he coughs his guts May the child be, let him scream "fuck" Let him cuss enough since the child is just May the child be, let the child breathe Let the child weep, let the child be memore