STRANDED ON AN ISLAND

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No, I think the solution is building a sense of self-worth
And building it from your foundations to be so very strong
That you no longer see the point in trying to convince others of it

If I were stranded on an island
I'd ignore their random acts of kindness
I'd vibe out in the peace and quiet
Cause real G's they move in silence
I live out my life in defiance
So now I'm stranded on an island
And like a rich guy's jet it's private

Statistically, Gen Z is the loneliest to live in history
We're the epitome of misery
(The epitome of misery)
An enigma wrapped within a mystery
Specifically we have fewer friends
And we tend to be our biggest enemies
We're in search of our true identities
And to add insult to injury
As we've become adults we've been swindled
Out of our income, it's dwindled significantly
So connections are difficult to rekindle
Cause everyone is busy with the industry
Shit is getting rid of the little will in me
Shit, I've even pondered getting rid of me
Like ye, I thought about killing me (premeditated murder)
Cause there's no way in hell they're ever getting me
But ironically I've got a feeling
A lot of you listening are feeling me
When it comes to relations we're navigating
The ocean floating listlessly in the seas
We're the captains and passengers of our own ships
Braving the waves and the tide as it shifts
So I've been lonely for now but I won't be for long
As long as you're down to follow me to my island

If I were stranded on an island
I'd ignore their random acts of kindness
I'd vibe out in the peace and quiet
Cause real G's they move in silence
I live my life out in defiance
So now I'm stranded on an island
And like your Instagram it's private

I'm just a lonely fellow
This note may strike a chord with you
If you're broken up like myself, that's an arpeggio
One of many on an archipelago
Spread that thousand island on my veggies, yo
I drift continental then I settle coasts
No one can reach me by telephone
But I can see all of y'all acting bellicose
Y'all better learn when to let it go
Blowing up over some minor dispute like the geysers at Yellowstone
Even when they're taking the piss out of you don't eat the yellow snow
And spending some time alone is good for your mental
But never too much, that shit could drive you mental
As socialization is so instrumental
You gotta say something, it's no instrumental
I get that people can be slow and judgmental
But cutting yourself off from them altogether's no better
There's strength in a lot of us working together
So whether we like or not we're still tethered
To everyone else inevitably that includes our friends and enemies
And no matter how lonely I've felt
I'll never quite be by myself on this island

If I were stranded on an island
I'd ignore their random acts of kindness
I'd vibe out in the peace and quiet
Cause real G's they move in silence
So now I'm stranded on an island
And like Jeff's paradise it's private
(No wait scratch that last one)
And like his small ass dick, it's private

I was an individual:
The inferior, the superior, the abandoned, the persecuted
The victim, the martyr, the savior, the messiah
The Madonna, the whore, Cassandra, Cinderella
Peter Pan, Don Juan, and God all rolled into one
Whatever complex I had, or have, it was complex
It made me feel as if the world was out to get me
So in turn, I was out to get it
Namely, I turned my back on it
I would fight, with flight, day and night
Only to bring to light
Much to my dismay and not so much to my delight
That I was just another individual: not so special after all

During the day, I'm just tryna get some buzz
Spinning wheels in the mud, writing bars for your earbuds
In the night I hit up bars, but I'm not buzzed or hitting bud
But I'll admit I'm pretty hard, trying to find someone to f*ck
It's hard to tell if it takes charm, hard work, or good luck,
So we put in good work to overcome our hard luck
I was dealt good cards, from the start, my class up,
But still felt fucked hard, face down, ass up
Took a look at the boat, you're prolly in the same one
Took her a lonely island for a good hard f*ck
All aboard, ropes learned, mask on, mast up
Wind blew me off course, crashed ashore, now I'm stuck
I've been hurt, harm done, many chances passed up
Time to let my guard down, of solitude I've had enough
Now Ty and I are cooking fire blowing smoke up in the air
So I can get my ass up out of there
And back up in the club, but until then I'm just

I'm just stranded on an island
For the time guess I don't mind it
But as much as I try to hide it
Inside I hope someone might find it

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