| Gangsta…
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| Yeah…
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| Life can be a funny thing, you got ups and you got downs, you got in-betweens,
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| its a cycle, my cycle is…
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| Goes something like this…
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| Sometimes I find life worth living
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| Like each breath is a gift-wrapped with a ribbon
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| Cause each date we shape fate with decisions
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| And each chance could be the last one given
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| Black and white is what this world isnt
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| So many shades reflect UV rays
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| And color the cornea in unique ways
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| Creations canvas on daily display
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| And each chance could be the last one given…
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| Sometimes I wish I wasn’t here
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| Wadcutter blows holes through both ears
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| Clean slate
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| Liberated weight
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| No fear
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| Ask me the truth and thats what you’ll hear
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| Some can’t stomach a state so severe
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| Thats why the pills so hard to swallow
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| Pleasure and peril now pointless
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| Hollow
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| The depths of hopelessness
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| Where I’ll wallow
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| Some can’t stomach a state so severe…
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| Most times I feel apathetic
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| Like fuck it, whatever, and okay, forget it
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| Twenty-nine years and I still dont get it
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| But the feeling is real and Im unapologetic
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| Fifteen years self five leaf medic
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| Music and not much else to my credit
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| Sure I could do with a few life edits
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| But I dont fix shit
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| I just let it
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| Fifteen years self five leaf medic…
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| This time I’m more motivated
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| Hunger
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| Desire
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| Thoroughly cultivated
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| Previous attempts I’ve somewhat emulated
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| While honing my craft
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| Do math and I’ll demonstrated it
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| Still to deal with my ills I’m sedated
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| Many an hour if its in my power
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| Depression is like wilted petals on a flower
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| And this is my photosynthesizer
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| Sometimes I find life worth living
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| Sometimes I wish I wasn’t here
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| Most times i feel apathetic
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| This time I’m more motivated
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| And each chance could be the last one given…
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| Some can’t stomach a state so severe…
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| Fifteen years self five leaf medic… |