there's no good excuse to not try

i say imma clean but will i ever
my life is filled w/ things, most of which complicate me
i didn't get my life back, i got a better one
i wish i could simplify things via math
i tell myself...
there's always heavy traffic right here n now
all these things in my head
easier to pretend imma do so much
compare n contrast, end up aghast
everyone else must succeed the first time
i sing about a lotta mundane shit
i highly doubt that anyone self-critiques as much as this haha
at least we're moving