Pedaling

[Verse]
How come when I try nothing ever goes right
Trying so hard but no limelight
Talking to ghosts, they so lifelike
Pedaling all this music like pedaling a bike
Been seven months and I ain't change my mic
I ain't change any shit my life
I'm still on strike from everyone and everything
Isolated myself, but not in quarantine
She call my phone, want to know how I'm doing
Honestly babe, I'm under the influence
Feeling real dizzy, and I'm stumbling
Forgetting my own lyrics, so I'm mumbling
This might be the 500th song that I make
500 in seven months, how much longer will it take
Reel in the dollars, reel it with it a rake
No one said my life would be so high stakes
I have no purpose other than to create
Taking beats from anyone, anything is safe
Trying to change my life, but shit's too late
Taking over channels, taking over slates
Trying to ignore my own mental state
I got fans, that's what it's all about
But having fans ain't put food in my mouth
Voices in my head, and they're getting really loud
I don't feel safe outside, I need a scout
Swimming the ocean like a fucking trout
Always dropping songs, never have a drought
Everyone's waiting to be wowed
But I never planned on having a crowd
They all want to know what I'm doing now
All this shit feels so foul, I want to get out but I don't know how