Letras
Sitting here writing this thinking how I don't give a fuck
How this is just a great big bluff
Snuffed out the light of my thoughts that wage me
Page me on my beeper like it's 1996
Steadily rhyming but can barely rub together two cents
This shit a nuisance
Tripping off of life while thinking this rap shit kinda abusive
I just wanna make enough to take care of my momma and granny
And maybe give a couple dollars to my family
But people steady asking do I have a plan B
This make sense on why none of these mfs could ever understand me
Shit kinda disgusting like a spam ting
Once I got the recollection I need to be a man I cried
The more things change, the more they stay the same
So who am I to be the blame, just answer me
Who the fuck am I to blame, Lame
Pilot in the cold
Alaska flying did a roll
Displaying likeness what I wrote
The incense hung thick nag champa light it on a stove
The winds run swift talk lighter it's always crying in my soul
Writer's block wider, I couldn't get lyrics in the notes
Most spirits come and go
Pulled steering on the road
The hull couldn't clear in time for collision
Pull the thread through the eye with precision
They never want the camelback rode
Hammer that home, they never want the camelback rode
Head first through the mission
Exodus driven , I'm dead set on the camelback road
Capital gains fail eventually
They laughed and the champagne glass rose
Tackle when the pass incomplete
Black hat never had the yellow flag thrown
They waiting steady fast lord
Ready that pole, half mast infinitely
Glass in the feet
Grab acts go forward I wasn't here to hand it to ya
I commanded you to keep painting when your canvas bruising
The breaks congruent, almost gave it up but we kept it moving
Both hands raised clutched
Couldn't expect this through on the horizon is the resolution