| Life is crazy sometimes
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| Give a lot of days of my life up to my haters
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| But I’ma make this one mine
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| Take a couple photographs of my pretty family in the bright and hazy sunshine
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| When the aperture’s perfect
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| It’s the golden hour, gonna pull the power
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| From the Sun and its lavender surface
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| Got a new lens
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| I got a lot of family but few friends
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| I know that’s cliche shit to say
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| But reality rap is a challenge, cuz facts are facts
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| And can’t go many different ways
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| Fuck it, here we are
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| It ain’t guaranteed that you’ll be here tomorrow
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| You live life like you got an extra day to do shit
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| And you’ll die in a leap year, it’s harsh
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| So do it all today
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| Or in 20 years you’re gonna look at life like you threw it all away
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| Ain’t no guarantees but I guarantee
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| If you have a little veggies and some juice you’ll calm your day
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| I don’t wanna lie to you for the fame or the money
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| Maybe I could write the truth a longer way
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| I’ve had writer’s block to this beat for a full year
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| Fuck it, I’ma do the song today
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| Gonna finish it and love it
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| Then I mix it and I dub it
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| Then I ship it to the public
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| If they’re dissing it then fuck it
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| Doesn’t matter my opinion is I’m ripping it
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| And crushing it the dissonance is fucking sick
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| All the critics they can suck a dick
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| Every single fuckin' day I’m getting up at 6
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| Then I feed my kids, then I hit this studio
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| Then I spew a flow so beautiful, you should know
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| The universe is expanding
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| I don’t give a fuck I’m drinking all day
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| All the dreams I have are in color
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| Even though my memories are all grey
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| Man the whole damn world is burning
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| But you’d never know because you’re too busy
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| Staring at your phone
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| Only way that I can feel happiness is when
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| I’m by myself standing here alone
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| Just me til the casket drops
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| Just me til the casket drops
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| Just me til the casket drops
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| Just me til the casket drops
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| Not a day goes by where I don’t think about how the world’s all fucked up
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| All it takes is a car wreck, cancer virus
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| Or a member of ISIS on a random Tuesday with a gun going buck buck!
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| And you’re outta here
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| You don’t know what second, what day, what month, what year
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| But one day, you are gonna disappear
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| And 99% of the planet ain’t even gonna care
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| Except the people at your funeral who clap and cheer
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| As they reflect on your life with laughs and tears
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| When they drop your casket and the energy leaves your body
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| And it supernovas through the atmosphere
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| And it travel years through a black-hole
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| Where time gets so slow it stops
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| …then reverses…
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| Now you’re turning back the years
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| Going back in time
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| To the days when you were just a curious kid with a fragile mind
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| Laying on your back
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| Looking up at the night sky… wondering
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| What the Hell is past the line
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| Of the solar system?
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| And you’re thinking to yourself
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| «Geez, this is an incredible life,»
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| As you try to look deep into the delicate night
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| Smoking weed wondering if you’re inhaling it right
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| And you wanna know…
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| Do distant planets have intelligent life?
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| Well of course they do
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| And they might have big red eyes
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| Or big green thumbs, or skin light blue
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| But a lot of them are just like you
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| They prolly spend half their day just staring at a mobile phone
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| Because they feel like in the universe they’re so alone
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| Well guess what, you know they’re wrong
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| This song is over… gone |