You spend your salary on shit that you can’t afford

Tryna kill a king ain’t gonna work with a damaged sword you dummy

I’m wrapped up in this paper like a mummy

Fuck it

I’d rather kick the bucket

Then be a bum that nobody fuck with

Sunny Skies and rain

My eyes refrain blame

Disguised as what we call

Self destructive tendency mix it with alcohol

I’m bound to grow and haul

My weight

Isn’t it great

When theres happiness after all

Create

This winning feeling

I’ve been pitching and dealing

You been bitching and stealing

While emotion is switching within

Cause if you focus on the good then the glory begin

Fuck an allegory or metaphor cause I’m gonna win

I’m talking first class caviar

Raps savvy star

Turned to czar who can spit fast and play guitar

I’m down to spar with my book of knowledge

You can’t fuck with what I’m doing or you’ll get demolished

I didn’t learn a hint of how to run this shit through college

But yeah I found a bunch of rich kids who acted snobbish

Swiping daddy credit card

Roll around in beamers

I swear I’ll have an entrance theme as big as john cena’s

Fuckin heavy weight

I need some good ass to set me straight

Good grass to levitate

No look pass

I’m claiming every state

Fuck the legislation

Thats controlling education

Here I am forever patient can’t you tell that I meditate

Life’s been better I notice

When I’m real with my self

People change and that’s okay

Moving on the only way

Throw a few back with the true day ones

Used to be scared cause I had no funds

Momma always said don’t play with guns

So I let the truth spray from my lungs like

Kobe mentality in the 4th quarter

You ain't gonna win when you cut the corner

Shut your fuckin mouth with ya lying ass

Need a pre rolled joint of the finest gas

I find giraffes

And ride em through the woods slapping trees with a stick of brass

Fuck life mysteries I’m just gonna kick it fast

Lay out in the grass

Shatter records like broken glass