you are loved

i had an awful dream, in which across the sea
they olly olly oxenfree, but my friends are too lost to sea
mommy's watching constantine, awfully hot for keanu reeves
poppa's proud philosophy, is still stuck on joshua tree
not at all like dr. king, we proffer the awkward speech
caught up on hypocrisy, drama on our quantum p's,
cue the way i rock a t, cuties catchin onto me
used to class democracy that's truly aristocracy
view the flag as prosperous but here only the bosses free
workers gotta drop to leave, rake them up like autumn leaves
form opinions out in spring, anonymous posturing
went from loving idols to crying cause i just doxxed a teen
opposition think they're the shit but they live to rock and ree
just another plot to please, just another clot to cleave,
that's why i'm high off the weed, cause in my hypotheses
nobody is prospering, we all need a pot to pee in,
weekends, proctoring, props to pree, on i.g.
cops stock up a gloc k with glee, caught part of hypocrisy
all of this has got me thinking there's nothing to do
but i see you,
and i know that any hope that's drained from me is still
plain to see within you,
it replenishes me, my youth cannot end, who can depend on,
lucrative ends, without any boosts from within,
you shouldn't spend, days sulkin like i'd do from my bed,
instead, look around you and see that there's something bout you
if there was nothing bout you what the fuck would you be round to do
not that you're so special you deserve the privilege
check it, learn to forgive your sins and be courteous with it
because the fact that you're alive means you are loved
and the fact that you survived means you are loved
and the fact that you get high means you are loved
and the fact you come back down means you are loved
and the fact that you're around means you are loved
you may not know by who, but don't pry too hard
trying to find em, to the point you resign to
abuse that doesn't suit you or anyone it's consigned to,
the fact that you're around means you are loved
the fact that you're around means you are loved
and if you look inside your soul there's someone that you don't know
the pretty bby you hold who loves you more than their gold
who loves you more than the road who loves you more than the shows
the clothes, hoes and dro the star on the cheek,
you are the scar on their cheek, you are the hardest to beat
you are the heart of the beast, you are the star that you need,
and the fact that you're around means you are loved
and the fact you're not around means you are loved