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By Coby Bates

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(Chorus)

Don't get caught up in this bullshit it's gon drown you away

Focus on just what's important we gon get it today

I know that gold won't make me happy homie I'm chasing perfection

I'm obsessed with perfection

I'm searching for the impossible

Don't get caught in the lazy river it's tempting and tough to leave

Do your people love you for who you are, or for your cheese

I know money won't make me happy homie I'm chasing perfection

I'm obsessed with perfection

I'm Searching for the impossible

(Verse 1)

I love the way you lie i fall for that fuckery every time

Smoking on my favorite strain it taste like Apple Jacks

You can borrow this joint but pass it back smoke till I have an asthma attack

Been years since I used the inhaler still I'm fresh my clothes is tailored

I watch over human reaction an artist observer

Self suicidal assassin the road I'm on got me worried

Our path to death it keeps us in tact and unique

Along with sacks of that leaf make me laugh at this whole so called life thing

I find it hard to accept the fact you're not supposed to trust people

That's why lately a lot of liquor been coming outta my p hole

I hit that shit with force, Brett Kiesel

Turned you to my bowflex

Burning calories through the process

Under the spell of a couple potions

My shit get growing from your motions lick you like hostess

Fix you up give you the most cause

It makes me happy to see you happy

Ain't no reenacting see he be what others lacking

I'm strong thc them dudes is cbd ain't causing much reaction

(Verse 2)

I bet you wish you had everything in the world right

You think materials are the answer

I'm a reject flick a teacher off if they tell me to pull my pants up

Introspective motherfuckers we the bread and butter punany I smother cause I lay off while you hover do it like none other you tuck under the covers

You ain't really bout it

You don't know a motherfuckin thing

I

Been through a lot of shit but my past don't sting

That's a bit of a lie but you know the grass still green

With

Praires I can pray in

Relaxing place to stay in

A sniper to target Satan

A comedian bob sagat

A Medium long jacket

Endless Doritos and pizza

Them mattresses you only see on TV

Once in a while order ritas

I want a platinum plaque

Hung up right next to the Mona lisa

Not stressing about my visa

Mineos pizza lifting my feet up

Peace and quiet

Time to live

No more riots

Happy kids

Do what you aspire no longer shame the children