they say
I'm supposed to know where it is that I'm supposed to go
Rappers looking to get paid for sucking like the most hopeful hoe
each day I want to leave my body just be a ghost or soul
close to going off the roof who's stopping me?
no one, it's just the fact that I can contemplate and in my mind create anything
but in the real world the system won't have that.
They say real recognize real this world look strange
we spinning in circles chasing change, but the day to day bullshits remained the same since BC
they make it look so easy,
whats that?
suppressing your minds
we're regressing through time
cuz a smart phone means a dumb nigga
and smart cars are just the start.
the future is bleak as a grey macbook
adam ate the apple
the apple fucked us
bitten apples on the back of what most of us trust.
or at least lug around and carry our life in
I need some type of financial stipend
cuz my minds ripened but school is just bullshit
I want to get in a lab and make cool shit
Blame Jimmy and Dexter
the cartoons, not the rocker or murder
but I'm a genius on beats I rock yo my lyrics will murder your sense of stability if your friend said you're iller than me.
That ain't my problem like MJ said to Billie Jean.
I'm more focused on the fact that as far as raps go this one's half wack.
I feel the flow and the lyrics go but something's missing.
It's just my humble admission this is words of a vision not words to a hook cuz this is not fishin this me on a mission of simplexity please let me speak my words of intellegrity.
I say i don't care but that's no fair
I just care enough to let it be
cuz existence alters the outcome
and how come snakes hiss at the altar faltering when little boys come walking in
Just let them kiss girls so when they say shit at weddings and watch they speak from the side of experience
I'm a paradoxymoron but I know this world is delirious
I watch the news, watch the world like you can't be serious
I can't be hearing this
so much invention every day but what we mention never stray from the beaten path
with all these computers who really needs math?
the word college is a collision of confusion and knowledge
Major mistakes made translate to pain
cuz absolute power corrupts absoultely
it's all just numbers I write em down and then add em on looseleaf
I just add
cuz energy can't be created or destroyed just changed and combined these things ain't strange in my mind
I see man with wealth but I see many needing help
past decisions is our futures worst enemy
the flavors you taste created as a force of deception
a tool of inhibition
foolin your natural protection
to make you not reject the poison kept within
so suits and ties can use lies to collect checks immediately
why is that?
because money is the root of all evil
we're fucked then cuz you know the whole world is screamin CREAM greedily
but noise travels freely
and we all emit it
the real world ain't real someone just fuckin admit it
thats why we all struggle to fit in
and the real mothafuckas have to keep their reality hidden
humanity's the universe's biggest casualty because we casually keep battling it's deeply saddening but I can just get mad and bring something different to the table reaching the status of a myth if i'm able to
I just wana play with you keep your mind innocent
there's never enough time for reminiscence
why was childhood so wild good?
someone make an equation and solve that and then apply it to my life
apply the system to a knife or every gangsta's 9
I hate these times we living in
lies it saturates the world
I hear em scream when the wind shakes trees making me wanna flee.
it's aggravating
cuz even if i'm making moves to try
If i die
i still be stuck
we're just as fucked as the shit we fuck so listen kids don't fuck that shit
cuz when you just say fuck it you fuck you
heaps of karma buckets raining down like lightning struck you
the buddah makes me feel my arm leg leg arm head
so i'm harming nothin and the stars are distant cousins
I don't care for commentary spare me the drama cuz sooner or later we'll all be chilling with saddam and osama so imma sodomate the game till my name is like the rap obama
psychology taught me how to convert my body to a conduit of prodigy
i'm not grovelling for profit
I seek knowledge so I can profess
In the spirit of being honest I gotta say
if i made one wish I'd be a modern day prophet
but not having a genie wont stop it
you can see me unbelievably high
reading between between between the lines
after I die those who look for truth will find a piece of me inside.