The Imposter Syndrome Trap Track - Judeo
High heavy diamond wrist, still it don't glisten right
Shadows in my mind, they dance under the city light
Hustle in my veins, but my soul in a chokehold
Crown on my head, but it's finna melt like fool's gold
Mirror showing lies or is it truth I can't face
Drowning in the drip but can't escape the paper chase
Voices in my head saying you ain't what you claim
Chains on my neck, but the weight ain't the same
Eyes on me, they stare, they glare
Feel the pressure, who's really there
Who am I, who they see
Is it me or just debris
Fake it till I make it or break it in two
Imposter in the mirror tell me what's true
Whip clean, leather seats, but my spirit stained
Rain falling slow but it can't wash the pain
Dreams painted gold but they crumble like ash
Every win feel hollow, every dollar just cash
Ghost writing my own life, penned in doubt
Speaking to the crowd but inside I just shout
Balcony view but I'm scared of the height
Luxury street vibe but I'm losing the fight
