Lyrics
Hallelujah, thank God I have a future
Prayin' I don't waste it gettin' faded
'Cause I'm smoking until I'm coughin' up tar
Feel the surge, energy curve like a lumbar
I don't act hard, still read Babar
Trippin' out, lookin' at a bunch of Google Maps stars, shit
They got a app for that
But me, I'm still trapped inside my head I kinda feel like its a purgatory
So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me
Think I'm living paradise, what would I have to worry 'bout?
Dealing with these demons, feel the pressure, find the perfect style (perfect style)
Making sure my mom and dad are still somewhat in love
All these backfires of my experiments with drugs
And I experience z touch of my epiphany in color form
Difference between love and war inform me I'm above the norm
Give me anybody though, I'll gladly chew his face off, them bath salts
Rhymin' like it's summertime on asphalt, hot
Haven't picked a major label think I'm blackballed
I still don't got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls
Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice?
I put this music against my life, I think I fear the choice
And I don't know what I'm running from, but I'm running still
I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothing real
I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel
So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fucking deal (fuckin' deal)
Money kills, that's the truth, it's called the root of evil
But I want that Rolls Royce that the homie Lennon drove
So if you don't talk about some money I'ma send you home
Unconventional, special but unprofessional
Adolescent expression that's lettin' me meet these centerfolds
As troubles fill my mind capacity, I let 'em go (let 'em go)
If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow (would let it snow)
That's just me all wildin' out and being extra though (extra though)
Yeah
And if God was a human, it'd be yours truly
Watching horror movies with some foreign groupies
Thinking this decor suits me (this decor suits me)