Menthol Dreams

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You know what the fuck it is

Was daydreaming too long, now I'll see with my eyes what I always thought of

In the morning flick a joint, in a five hundred dollar ashtray made out of marble

I don't wear Air Jordans, if Its not a pair of holed up Vans

My Air Force Ones are something to marvel

So white they sparkle in moonlight at early hours of morning

You see the ember of a cigar, and dark figure in the shadow

With smoke rising from the chimney in my apartment

Its The Yellow Ghost, welcome to my home its haunted

It started in South Oakland, to the benches, police used to taunt us

Moved from my moms apartment, to the corner house on Niagara street and the Boulevard, with Mac and Quentin

Then to my first place on Thomas

With my Labrador mix they named Delilah

Used to keep a mattress on the floor, a cute thing under my sheets, and a safe in my closet

Walked out the first year of college, never came back after pussy and fast dollars

Now look what it got us

This city made me a monster

See the glow of the Pirates jersey on the hillside in Highland Park

Or find me in the Zoo, with Lions, Tigers, Gorillas and more

Lying on a bench with smoke rising above the visor on my hat

Watching the Moon float on the water at the reservoir

This shit made me a monster

This shit made me a monster

Try to take my light from me, and now I'm creeping in the dark

This shit made me a monster

This shit made me a monster

Try to write a verse like me? wave goodbye mother fucker your gone

This is the music I play in the house when I do my count for the re up

My mom used to come in my room with a teacher on the phone

Saying if you don't go to school, I'll call the police

With a .32 in my drawer, and half pound behind the speakers

My grandpop bought me a brand new Mac computer, and paid for classes at community college

But every ounce of feeling in my body told me, I'm not supposed to be here

If only I stuck to writing verses I wouldn't be here