I swear this famous steez gon' have to happen over night

Slave to my page, behind my bars until I go for life

Being shadowed for so long makes you loathe the light

Your son's been missing but a seed can only grow in light

Life is a dream, I'm prolly in a coma

In a hospital cot to rest, no pot to piss or stoner

I'm confident I'll prolly get awoken to aromas

Of apocalypse, cops amidst the bodies in the corner

Wake me up, wake me up, can somebody wake me up?

I must have tripped up off the ledge, did somebody lace me up?

The old me was murdered, the cops just taped it up

And now they're tryna smoke Chief like these sucka's facing blunts

I was the kid indoors while the fools were playing hardcore

Hardly listened; politicians, bullies on my dart board

They had the bottles with the gen inside like darfur

Suckas getting locked up at fifteen like a car door

Acting packed like cardboard, but fragile inside

I have to get mine because the bills add up with time

I rationalize how to get a flash of the lime

With passion inside, explaining why I'm sad all the time

It's never clear to all, spoon rusting in my cereal

Vandalism smearing off, musty from the aerosol

The bottom of the trench but I've been here before

To young to notice the notice the police pinned in the door

Definition of poor, reminiscing the fore-closure

Missions were just wishes, I'm just spitting this for closure

Living sort of chill, can't afford the thrills

Can't afford the bills

I try to change but my clacking sack of quarters spilled

I'm broke but I keep the fixes out of my life

Feelin like the only one who learned the value of life

Since my father almost lost his, cousin almost tossed his away

They try to blast me over race like boston

I try to find the hook and the bait

They got me lookin away

I'm taking it back because they took it away

We were packing up but hope couldn't fit in the u-haul

They say that life is hard, mine ain't endin with blue balls

Chorus:

The sun is breaking the sky, taking the lives

Maybe I'll make it alive

To take what is mine, replace all the hatred and blaze it

Until satins baking alive

The slain on arise, Flame in hori-zon and you hide

Staying disguised

It's plain in your eyes, the pain in your mind

You're staying too high cuz you're hating goodbyes

Pacing inside, wishing for millions

Karma's on a mission to kill ya

I get attention and kisses and such

Back then she never really hit me up

Until the ending hit me in my gut

And my decisions were giving it up

Calling to god but he ain't pickin up

And all my problems came kickin my crutch

Man...

But it makes sense

To get high you've got to take hits

Cross my name off of satins list

Y'all should have to pay for this