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作词 : Dominique Simpson/Ian Simpson/Matthew Champion/Russell Boring/Romil Hemnani
作曲 : Dominique Simpson/Ian Simpson/Matthew Champion/Russell Boring/Romil Hemnani
I could barely rap, I could barely dance
I could barely laugh, I could barely hang
And there's a male stripper doing a belly dance for me
And my boyfriend still the same
And I'm drunk as shit, life sucks up
For a reason to get my bucks up,
And the reason I care about society is a good enough reason
Just to hire me
But honestly, see my mom can't walk
And her lungs don't work like they used to
And I feel like it's my fault 'cause of music
I be saying shit just to ruin it, I'm truant
But truthfully, the words had damage and it's fooling me
But even more cruel to be,
This is here for you mother****ers that paid to hear me
Sometimes I be wondering, why I been tripping off
And I should probably spend my time
Writing rhymes in the dentist's office
That's killing two birds with one stone
When I was younger, way before I was grown,
I wanted a deal with Death Row or Rhymesayers
I'm saving my time for mics later
I might save it, depending on the shit that y'all write later
I hate writers; I hate tweets;
I hate journalists
They hate truth; they hate peace; they want my niggas to burn
Flicking on the face of my wrist watch
Watch the time stop just to speak up, watch life unfold
And between the tick-tocks speeding down the one way
**** these signs, **** these lights, put my life on the line
When it feel right, I'm fine
Not I'm not lyin', don't ask me
I'll pay the fine, I'll pay the toll,
Just hope I don't crash it
But hey, if I do, it will be a blaze of glory
Engulfed by the manifestation of death behind me
All my life I've felt inadequate,
And through the years I've dealt with tragedy after tragedy
God, send a message
Send a messenger my way
Never claimed to be a saint, forgive me
Feel like the light that I was blessed with has diminished
I'm haunted, by the visions of my youth turned true
I've come to expect my expectations aren't true
But I'm a master of believing my lies
And you can't break me, and I can break at the speed of light
I'm afraid to share the bed, what if she want money later
Like She got laid off, uh, hit my lawyer for some paper
I'm afraid to speak my pains like you're lucky where you at
You cool but quit complaining 'bout all dat
That's why I'm showing up late
I'm not tryna be a dick, but my time is not to waste
For myself, for the small talk with my sensei
Where my sense at?
Four-cylinder go round
Lincoln Tahoe pick me up
Drop me off, I got bubble under my biceps,
Meet me into the sidestep
Ego is getting sized up, I be on butterfly effect
**** it I'll be myself now, tell 'em I take no shit now
Tell 'em they work for me now, tell 'em my tears, they bleed down
Tell 'em I work like what, what time for me now
Wondering who is me now, wondering where you been now
Lose you in crowds, I see you now
Fourteen, I see 'em all inside of me now
Bank account with less fees now
Make it from ways to feed now,
Thinking of ways to be everything
But right now
It's crazy how things
That are best reminisce when we check ourselves
It's crazy how people who left started feeling left out
When we set for health
Still a custom to nights filled with solitude
I don't always remember to call goodnight
I don't always remember my altitude
I don't always remember to stop the fight
But I might check my sight
It ain't right, yeah I know
But my strife overwhelms, every night
Until I'm forced to close my eyes
Brain disease, parasite, eating me from inside
Emotions bleed, I can't believe
How I'm slipping through the night
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