i’m on my grind daily, like carson

i don’t need to cut carbs, i’m trying to cut carbon

but it’s kind of hard when my skills get sharpened

track so hot, i’m being charged for arson

hearts in the target, and i’m the marksman

trying to make it greener than a martian garden

i’m a dreamer but this dream keeps passing me by

i’m on the far side, missing with larson

harden up the name and i’m not begging your pardon

evolution comes to me more naturally than to darwin

firstly, i’ll be doing this daily, hourly

secondly, i don’t need your dream to empower me

i’ve got my own vision, my own mission, you won’t listen

won’t hear my soul until you download Schism

it seems like the best guys do this to get high

i’m like the rest, i just do this to get by

i’ve got the love, but i feel like it’s waning

or maybe draining - wasting my time entertaining

chasing fame, playing games, and i’m fading

shrivelled up in this drivel, i’m still wading

kids want jokes, don’t wanna be hearing me say things

so i succeeded off of mediocrity

and possibly it’s all hypocrisy

i’m trying to pocket these papers with velocity

but when i bring it awesomely

approximately half of you are anonymously knocking me

put yourself in my shoes, i’m barefoot

moneymakers clawing at this honey - bear foot

trying to lead a warhorse and wondering where the carrot went

i’m shaping up the bits i’m mostly selling to americans

so if it’s disparaging to be a little arrogant

sorry for the disparagement

your money can’t buy me love