This Is Just a Loading Screen

Late night, blue light, controller in my hand,

yeah. Fortnite my headset, trying to stick the land. School days drag

long, teachers talk in codes. They don't see the way when

the bell tone goes. They say log in, like I'm not

trying. But my head's got plans, yeah they keep climbing.

I'm low level now but I'm playing ahead. Building real life from the thoughts

in my head. They say slow down you're young, too young. But it's heavy

when you still getting spun, spin. Learning who I am,