Lyrics
Had a dream i was on stage, runnin touchin fans hands without a care, i was a star and the statement was more than fair, but i didnt see ann anywhere, so it turned to a nightmare, you save me from reality, knowing my past, you know id rather daydream, take me to pandora, right around from purgatory, distract me from my problems, rather than pressure me for stories, i know everyone got them, so wut makes me important, i pray for my sins, and i light the blunt for the day to end, no matter many years you spend, trying to make shit make sense, itll always seem dense and not even worth the emotional anguish, some people just don't know wut pain is, its how you learn wut your lane is, a different brain so simple things dont click the same, i was lucky to find that one, only reason i walk this earth, thought i was destined for greatness since birth, learned otherwise and wanted to be in the dirt, then there she was, 5 years later and im still fucked up, and 5 years years later she still loves this fuck up, ever since i was 17, its been hard to keep a job, cuz after a while i feel trapped in a box, and i snap, after every time i fall, shes been there to make the catch right before i crash, baby im sorry ima mess, one day ill give you everything you dreamt you had, shits driving me mad, everyone thinks different of me, venting when i rap, hated fighting, need a way out, and these beats are my clouds, take me to paradise, where anns wearing my crown, and my son never seen the drought, stepping up mounds, falling down mountains, cant get my fucking feet on the ground, then its quicksand when i make touchdown, people look at silly, when i say i wanna be happy when i make a living, seems like their about to spit on, cuz they never got to spin the wheel when it came to their fate, they was happy with wut was put on their plate, well id rather have steak, stack cake, and never worry about another day, well ive always been the underdog, so watch hit the peek, while you floating down shits creek on a log, i am freddy wit the claw, i am jason wit the machete in the fog, fuck you mean, take it easy, not really for pleasing, but i can get the reaping, and you can be a part of the deceased before you can blink, you say you can fight but you weak, you couldnt even slide on a rink, even Jesus stops to listen when i speak, you just a mission i need to beat, fuck rappin on beat, this is a eulogy, its foolish to think, to go at someone with nothing to lose, waiting to find an enemy, i gave up on everything but now its fuel to me, you see a person like you but i see food, i need it, ya giving off fumes, scram before i turn into the real me and devour all of you, skilled being who let it fall through, so if you seem like a slingshot, that jackpot, killem on the spot, let em rot, one of the few from the bottom, and the rap game dont got one, even when i get the throne, im not done, just aim higher when i gotta hunt, and i pray to god for all hes done, im pullin myself out the gutter so yall better run
