Signing Off

(album: Get Rich Or Die Ryan - 2021)

Signing off
'Til the next time, was a good time
But I'm riding off
To the sunset, don't be upset
My time is up
It's been too long, need a new song
I'm signing off, baby, I'm signing off

I know my thumbprint been addicted to this fix
Of the majority, I need more vocal rap
But social apps are my priorities, I wake up feeling champion
Then I feel inferiority when I log in like Kenny
I see many that are getting more than me, they got a solid amount
Follower count plus a cruise in a yacht
I'm stuck at 22K, a bluish hue in my thoughts
I mean, how was numbers off of one song big as two of my drops?
All this comparison might got your boy on suicide watch
And look, I don't got a job so there's really no resistance
To get lost up in the rabbit hole of all these Insta bitches
I did not know that this many hot naked chicks had existed
A wise man distracted by some ass and tits is
Not a wise man, I need to advertise my shit
It's not in my hands, see, that's the self-sabotage
It sodomize plans, I'm the god of my land
But the devil has neglected me a lot of my fans
Man, I promise I won't read the comments
All the hate and all the buzz
'Cause they poison my process and taint all my fondness
For songs I made that I love, I'm done, I'm back up in it
Every couple minutes, I be Swiper the fox
Stealing glances every chance I get, a tight little box
Yeah, the F and the bird and the camera one
My willpower turned to Billy, need to panic and run so I'm

Signing off
'Til the next time, was a good time
But I'm riding off
To the sunset, don't be upset
My time is up
It's been too long, need a new song (What you need?)
I'm signing off, baby, I'm signing off

I'm really not sure what I'm even looking for, but I swipe, swipe, swipe
In the wind go my opinions, yeah, I type, type, type
A rushed political discussion, have a fight, fight, fight
Until my hand is looking purple, got me running 'round in circles
When I wake up on my perch, I just search, just start the fear
My bird song in the dawn, chorus hard to hear
'Cause every bird got a word, always bitter
Always litter than the next guy
I should pick a book up, nah, it's text time
I think my phone got a pulse
I feel it, run my thumb to Planet Fitness, get no results
I'm double tapping all the pictures hoping one comes alive
I travel through this carpel tunnel, never out the other side so I'm
Signing off out into the wilderness
Damn, the forest beautiful, I'll show them all how ill this is
So I snap a pic, post it, see how many click
Damn, not many, now I feel like shit
What we're all searching for I hope we find
Let's throw our phones in the garbage can and walk outside
Never been so connected and yet so unplugged
I pull my phone out the trash, I light it up like drugs
I told 'em I was

Signing off
'Til the next time, was a good time
But I'm riding off
To the sunset, don't be upset
My time is up
It's been too long, need a new song
I'm signing off, baby, I'm signing off