Is this some kind of beautiful pain
Or am i some kind of modern day slave
Just trying to remember that
I’m only captive to what I try to escape from
If I view my bad days in the way I will on
My death bed, let’s call it a futon
Then I’m still wanting to experience them again
This is too deep to be called a rap
I’m too much into philosophy
To be considered a real MC and carry a gat
But your wake is my asleep
Matter of fact
These aches could fuel your dreams
And what I see would create a state of unease
So i just put it into these words so y’all can too
Rise up and conquer
This life full of greatness and somber
But I challenge you to waste time no longer
This is it
It’s a prelude to your state of conjure
I find this tremendous beauty on all of our insides
I’m about to shake this ground and rise
Just follow me
We can recreate a painted sunrise
Illuminate the dark to shimmer-shine
Awaken dead bones to cling when they chime
I said rise up
This is our time
When they look back on us they’ll build a fuckin shrine!
Your life is worth mine
I’d die for all of you
Just to see one smile!
I love all of you
Remember when you think of me
Just kick back and smash some tiles with your feet
Let’s say there’s really a great white Jesus in the clouds
I should probably let Him know that I would take it all back
And let’s say there’s really an insane kind of devil under the ground
I should probably tell him how small to build my shack
But every time I analyze with these optics
Whether at church or at the Walmart, just shopping
I’m just not seeing them, nodda, yeah nothing
But what do I know I just base things on logic not assumption
I’d love to rise on up with y’all
But I float down like a river bends or how smoke flows through a glass bong
When you preach to me it never lasts long
But I appreciate you if your intentions are spot on
So float on up or sit the fuck down
You people are nervous for the verdict
But you’re just buried underground
The irony of the lost that thinks they’ve been found
I really do hate to point this out
Show me your Grace cuz you know I can’t shut this mouth.
I asked you once…
With broken knees on the ground
What if the lost can’t be found?
You women pull my buttons away from the strings, then cut
Like a dirty ice sickle waiting to drop on top of this mind pickle
Omg I think y’all r making me lose my fucking mind again, but who’s the fickle nut?
This is what making a whole Lotta changes looks like
Say something to me and I’m sure to really click these teeth when I bite
Your unaware of my murderous thought rates
Let’s call it a Terra-byte
Speed of light is what this is gonna equate
I’m energy, this is mass
Cross me up squared
And I’m gonna relatively hand you your ass!
You dumb fucks don’t even know I just explained E=mc2
So what do I do on my next line?
Rhyme with squared or two
Fuck I’ll just satisfy all of you stooges and rhyme both like the fair dude that I am
Prick, you assume
Nah bruh, I consume
Your mind, thought and even your girl
Just take this and know your just a lost pessimist
I still stand in shit and picture the best of us!
I gotta group of loved ones yeah they ain’t my friends
I feel like I’m 30 but I done kicked 40’s door down
Change your wish list
If you’re hoping for me then sign the list!
Fuck it, this is a good time for woke me to go to sleep again
Someone pass me the fake weed
No thanks I’ll stick to the real thing
Cuz yall don’t know that shit…it gave me the epilepsy
So fuck what you heard
And even worse to what you think
You think you know me?
Bitch you couldn’t even be told of me
So tape it shut or I’m gonna throw out everything
Especially my kitchen sink.
I didn’t start this but I will finish it
It simple…to me you equal shit!