Black Cloudz - Intellectual

[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]

Whatever you're thinking, you better not say, it might be the last

You better be cool when I make you pass

I'm fighting the demons that live in my past

They all coming back and I'm letting them speak

Speaking of me, all the unspeakable things I seen in my brain

It's hard to be good when you need to maintain a level of thought

About sending 'em back, no time today

If I'm doing right or am I doing wrong?

I'm making my way to get back to the morn'

I'm wondering if I won't be any more

Than a broke white kid in a burgundy donk

I figured if there was a God then he would've showed me the way

But I do not count on another soul besides myself anyway

And now I'm looking around and all I see is desperation to the level where making fake claims is normal behavior

See but I don't fit into the model I was given at birth

Sometimes I look into my eyes and see things not of this earth

You talk like you in this struggle, you thinking that you hot shit

But what you're going through now is what I went through as a jit

But now I'm older and trying to see life in a positive light

Until the clouds above my head, this side is looking too bright to be of the light

I carry myself from the bottom, never been to the top

I roll the dice when I make it, hoe, every time that I drop

Seen a lot of dead presidents but not seen one alive

But yet this man at the White House is still controlling my life

So I speak clear to my children, who is dumb in they ear

To just believe what you see and disregard what you hear

I hope I live to tomorrow, see the world through a bottle

That's they idol like [?] but yet I ain't no role model

Struggle hard for a dollar, ain't no rapping, no eating

Many nights stayed up late, I'm in the studio sleeping

Time don't wait for nobody, it just passes you by

This life is no DVD, there ain't no hitting rewind

What age will I be when I die? Why do my mother still cry?

And all the things that I did, can't look my dad in his eyes

The mothers of my past children were just some petty time wasted

But now my new son is here, to get two-parent foundation, and ay

All these black clouds in my life and I just can't get myself out

And all the times I thought I was doing straight but I drowned

I just sit back and I'm thinking with a brass monkey on my side

I would not change a thing even if I can go back in time

All these black clouds in my life and I just can't get myself out

And all the times I thought I was doing straight but I drowned

I just sit back and I'm thinking with a brass monkey on my side

I would not change a thing even if I can go back in time