Kenny Moss - Shadowboxin' Lyrics

All that's on my mind is my solitude
I don't go outside, I need my solace dude
How can I mess that up
For a dream chase?
Is it really worth giving up
All my free space?
All that's on my mind is my solitude
I don't go outside, I need my solace dude
How can I mess that up
For a dream chase?
Is it really worth giving up
All my free space?
Why you always hating
When I'm solemnly dreaming
Practicing patience
When it comes to you demons
I'm going to make what I'm making
Give a fuck what you feeling
Take some champagne and
Celebrate what we scheming
Accomplishing something
I never told myself I could
Falling for nothing
I see that shit is possible
Look at who I'm boxing
Knows me better than I could
Lives in my head
You could say my biggest obstacle
I sometimes see him on the ground
When I'm walking through
Motherfuckers always talking too
I wish that I could pop this fool
Every place I step into
That motherfucker stalking too
I hate it but I can't deny
When this fool is jawing truth
All that's on my mind is my solitude
I don't go outside, I need my solace dude
How can I mess that up
For a dream chase?
Is it really worth giving up
All my free space?
Window open feeling cold
I don't really mind it though
It low key kind of match the flow
There he go again
Knocking at the front lobe
Talking all of that shit
About how I really am my own
Enemy inside my throne
Look dude you need to get your shit together
Once you recognize this your life get better
All that paranoia be holding you back
Thinking you annoying when you really need to relax
That anxiety
Make you seem
Shady when you not
You falling free
When you could be
Flying to the top
Look, I'm Socrates
Philosophies
Need to reach you not
Be blocked from ducking every shot
You really need to stop
I duck from the hook
And slip another jab
Bounce a few steps back
And recollect my wrath
I'm a wrecking ball intact
And you're wrecking on your own path
You vomit in your dreams
Cause you're sick of yourself
I call it how it seems
Mental illness with no help
You worry about the wrong streams
Your conscious is the one that's felt
Talking about labels
Insecurity put you on the shelf
About to break another table
From boxing with yourself
All that's on your mind is your solitude
You don't go outside, you call that solace dude?
How can you mess it up?
Not chasing your dreams K
Yes it's worth giving up
All your free space

All that's on my mind is my solitude
I don't go outside, I need my solace dude
How can I mess that up
For a dream chase?
Is it really worth giving up
All my free space?
All that's on my mind is my solitude
I don't go outside, I need my solace dude
How can I mess that up
For a dream chase?
Is it really worth giving up
All my free space?
Why you always hating
When I'm solemnly dreaming
Practicing patience
When it comes to you demons
I'm going to make what I'm making
Give a fuck what you feeling
Take some champagne and
Celebrate what we scheming
Accomplishing something
I never told myself I could
Falling for nothing
I see that shit is possible
Look at who I'm boxing
Knows me better than I could
Lives in my head
You could say my biggest obstacle
I sometimes see him on the ground
When I'm walking through
Motherfuckers always talking too
I wish that I could pop this fool
Every place I step into
That motherfucker stalking too
I hate it but I can't deny
When this fool is jawing truth
All that's on my mind is my solitude
I don't go outside, I need my solace dude
How can I mess that up
For a dream chase?
Is it really worth giving up
All my free space?
Window open feeling cold
I don't really mind it though
It low key kind of match the flow
There he go again
Knocking at the front lobe
Talking all of that shit
About how I really am my own
Enemy inside my throne
Look dude you need to get your shit together
Once you recognize this your life get better
All that paranoia be holding you back
Thinking you annoying when you really need to relax
That anxiety
Make you seem
Shady when you not
You falling free
When you could be
Flying to the top
Look, I'm Socrates
Philosophies
Need to reach you not
Be blocked from ducking every shot
You really need to stop
I duck from the hook
And slip another jab
Bounce a few steps back
And recollect my wrath
I'm a wrecking ball intact
And you're wrecking on your own path
You vomit in your dreams
Cause you're sick of yourself
I call it how it seems
Mental illness with no help
You worry about the wrong streams
Your conscious is the one that's felt
Talking about labels
Insecurity put you on the shelf
About to break another table
From boxing with yourself
All that's on your mind is your solitude
You don't go outside, you call that solace dude?
How can you mess it up?
Not chasing your dreams K
Yes it's worth giving up
All your free space