[Verse]

Every morning I think about

Every single night is a nightmare

And though we living like we might die

Every little breath shows we might care

Waking up in these dirty draws to an empty box of Cheerios

Thinking I might have some good luck with a little Chance on my stereo

E Wiz can you hear me though

I wanna make sure I'm sounding clear

Like crystal; shout out to Crystal a girl who might not even care

My past life, I past her up

Like all I get is bad direction

Left some cracks in my system

Illegal police inspection

I ain't do it though

I mean I ain't do it right

The ones who get caught never had the sight

And I had the sight back when I had my night light

Better fear vampires than getting robbed with a nine and a flashlight

Quarter past nine got the cash right

In the black bag blasted from the gat that laid flat on the back bike

Rather fly kites, hold mics; kids grilled me for an overbite

But bite me

That's why your girlfriend like me

That's why these kids wanna be just like me

I wish it was likely kids aspired to be Spike Lee

Hard head, punk rock; leave them spiky

To the point and my friend's boyfriend wanna fight me

I never said it wouldn't hurt

She said I'm full of it, but I still want dessert

'Cause I ain't done yet, 'cause I ain't won yet

Cuz I ain't filled arenas with foam fingers saying I'm number one yet

Saying that's a dumb set

But if i made smart music maybe I'd be Steven Hawking on a drum set

Black hole music on a star track

And I'll ask Pharrell if the Neptune's even want that

Probably not

I'm not what you expect

The ones who leave me behind always feel that regret

Will you get what what you deserve

Or fall short on the border

Get rich or die trying; I was short one quarter

Going hard in the 4th quarter

Maybe when I get that dollar

Tat my name on my neck like I got my life collar

I'll call her

But will God call me

Will God call me

I'm still on airplane mode from baggage claim

Left with two bags with two girls names

And hurt too the point I can't carry it

Should've beared a ring but I can't marry it

It's scariest when it's the truth the truth is I rather live a lie than realize

Kaleidoscopes aren't my real eyes

Pinoccchio these guys

And call me Gepetto

Just don't forget me

Like y'all forget November

Just trick or treat and blow straight into December but it's the winter

Dropping climates but I want to hit peaks that Everest couldn't climb it

It's a science, Bill Nye it

I'm dying on the inside

Doctors couldn't find it

They lying

But on the grim side

The lighting is on the dim side

So we all see the dark when I do die

So we all see the dark when I do die