| I got 99 problems and they all bitches
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| I wish I was Jigga Man, carefree living
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| But I’m not Shawn or Martin Louis
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| I’m a Cleveland nigga rolling with them Brooklyn boys
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| You know how it be when you start living large
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| I control my own life, Charles was never in charge
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| No sitcom could teach Scott about the drama
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| Or even explain the troubles that haunted my mom
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| On Christmas time, my mom Christmas grind
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| Got me most of what I wanted, how’d you do it mom, huh?
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| She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
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| He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
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| An independent older sister kept me fly when she could
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| But they all didn’t see, the little bit of sadness in me, Scotty
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| I’ve got some issues that nobody can see
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| And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
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| I bring them to the light for you
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| It’s only right
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| This is the soundtrack to my life, the soundtrack to my life
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| I’m super paranoid, like a 6th sense
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| Since my father died, I ain’t been right since
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| And I tried to piece the puzzle of the universe
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| Split an eighth of shrooms just so I could see the universe
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| I tried to think about myself as a sacrifice
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| Just to show the kids they ain’t the only ones who up at night
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| The moon will illuminate my room and soon I’m consumed by my doom
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| Once upon a time nobody gave a fuck
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| It’s all said and done and my cock’s been sucked
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| So now I’m in the cut, alcohol in the wound
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| My hearts an open sore that I hope heals soon
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| I live in a cocoon opposite of Cancun
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| Where it is never sunny, the dark side of the moon
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| So it’s more than right, I try to shed some light on a man
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| Not many people of this planet understand fame
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| I’ve got some issues that nobody can see
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| And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
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| I bring them to the light for you
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| It’s only right
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| This is the soundtrack to my life, the soundtrack to my life
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| i was close to go and trying some coke
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| And a happy ending be slitting my throat
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| Ignorance to cope man
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| Ignorance is bliss
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| Ignorance is love, and I need that shit
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| If I never did shows, then I’d probably be a myth
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| If I cared about the blogs, then I’d probably be a jackass
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| Who give a shit what people talk about fame
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| Haters shake my hand but I keep the sanitizer on deck
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| Hope I really get to see 30
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| Wanna settle down, stop being so flirty
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| Most of the clean faces be the most dirty
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| I just need a thoroughbred, cook when I’m hungry
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| Ass all chunky, brain is insanity
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| Only things that calm me down, pussy and some Cali tree
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| And I get both, never truly satisfied
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| I am happy, that’s just the saddest lie
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| I’ve got some issues that nobody can see
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| And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
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| I bring them to the light for you
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| It’s only right
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| This is the soundtrack to my life, the soundtrack to my life
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| To my life |