[Verse 1]
I write my gospels
Tobacco smoke blowing through my nostrils
Fly chicks n cologne
High level testosterone
Bumpin mad bass and blast treble
Fully on the gas pedal
Perhaps several bottles in the trunk
Two of them drunk
Weed smelling like skunks
Girls is fucking like some catholic nuns
Taking thirties when we snatch and run
Passing blunts
As least we having fun with it
Cops keep running in to stop us
Corrupted youths, cups of booze
We gotta choose between
Living straight or bottles
We give n take from both models and follow
Only what isn't fake
It's like we're living in a prison
Thats making all the rules
Id rather die in solitude
And swallow truth
Instead of lies we getting into
It's simple
We only kids handling biz
Fuck friends that only know what family is
They're part of my team
Sometimes I think it's hard to succeed
With all this trouble goin on
Bitches puff weed
No such thing as innocence anymore
Let the henny pour
Cause we think there's plenty more
That's just how we do
Kush clouds at every session
Few of them coked out
I hate to have to see this shit
When I scope out
Get to the dope house
Fucked up and weeded
I thought the good life
Blessèd with breath
Is all they needed
But now I see a missing piece
A trip to my epiphany
And hope that one day
Things will change
When I'm looking Through the Scope
[Hook] (2x)
Life Through the Scope
Lights, buddha smoke
[Verse 2]
You learn a few things
From a corrupted lifestyle
See them rolling up the white owls
Middle finger iced out
And flossing it
Inhale some oxygen
Mixed with the smoke aroma
Ripped up diplomas
This is what the scope will show ya
I'm sitting on the moon
A quarter million miles from earth
Started as a child at birth
It seems wild at first
Then we've grown to better things
Some will turn fiends
Young souls will turn to ghosts
And I've learned this from the scope
Hold it tight
Keep it close to my mind's reach
But time keeps slipping
So I'm wishing for all my people to listen
Watch through the broken, stained lenses
And you'll see
A shattered state of being
Lifestyles and living dangerously
We all claim to be something other than ourselves
But we closet it
Putting this persona on the shelves
Stay positive
Recognize the wisdom that it tells
Something else
With a different approach
Looking Through the Scopes
[Hook] (2x)
[Outro] (2x)
If time make me blind
Then I'll see
A missing piece
Of my design that let's me rest in peace
A trip to my epiphany
And hope
That one day
Things will change
When I'm looking Through the Scope