| I been out my mind, feeling feeble
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| Why am I the guy seen as evil?
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| Time is flying by like an eagle
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| I’m tryna survive and be peaceful
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| It seems problems are always approaching
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| Been living pessimistic and it’s gotten me frozen
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| The slow-motion life that I’ve been provoking
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| Is not for the coaching
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| Just coasting and I know this
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| But I’m thinking it’s bogus
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| Probably cause it’s I see me speeding in a green lotus
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| And then I wake from the dream, sleeping on the sofa
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| I been queasy on this life coastal
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| But I feel I should approach with hoes before I throw up
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| Cause I ain’t going to these parties, they fucking suck
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| At every one someone’s trying to get me drunk
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| Yo, bruh, you sure you don’t wanna try a cup
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| Nah
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| Honestly, I need Marleys to puff
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| And a pear-shaped queen with an ass I could cup
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| Cause the chick that I went on Sway to discuss
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| Told me she sees me as friends and that ain’t much
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| Uh, I lost my mom needed dad or a tide
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| And I just can’t find it
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| It’s awfully silent
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| Plus I have a hard time deciding
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| What I want to do with life
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| I like to meditate, make beats and write
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| But these parasites are repairing my sight
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| Tryna siphon light and that’s the shit I never like
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| So like Pike, I continue my hike
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| Out of sight, on the low, though my eyes tight closed
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| And the Tommy got a oddly cologne
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| Probably cause I’ll be home on the roof getting blown
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| Cops still patrol just to make themselves known
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| But I go unnoticed like a ghost in the midst
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| And its ghost in the midst
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| So I stroll to the fifth dimension
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| And they mentioned dementia
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| But I dismissed insults they send to me
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| And continue killing with these soliloquies
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| Peace |