I live every day as if its my last,
I can see the future me winning,
I took a couple plays out the playbook.
New school vibe with an old soul,
Ive been high for so long, my feet knows no lows.
A couple scrapped knees —
I’d rather that, than to be laying with the flowers and some fleas.
These ladies today disgust me.
I never had a barbie, so hanging with the plastics was never up for discussion.
This a lil freestyle; Im not trying to create a ruckus, but
If the buzz is contagious the haters gone be mad, and
Ima have to sleep with one eye open, or
I may be taking the bottle to the head like Richard T. Jones.
Tho I don’t condone being wasteful, I’m wasted.
Cross paths with aliens –Cross faded.
I’m so ahead of my time, I am reminiscing on current events.
Sunglasses tinted like a Cadillac.
I want a man I can say, “we go way back like 4 flats….”
How cliche is that?
I’m just searching through tunes like any maniac
Trying to catch up with my dreams, there’s a reason I am an insomniac.
Its unhealthy, but I’m sick, how can you argue with that?
Many hope that i’ll flop, but I was never a fan of Divac.
I am going hard like Shaquille.
Ima need a Kobe to pass the Mic to
Brace yourself for Game 5
Don’t panic and call Kanye, Ima win it all without Theraful
You gotta be high for this, stop feeling so low, and let the flight ignite you.