Then I let my day begin.
Fucking children of war, attempting to say they're kin.
I stay akin to the deception, and play within
my limits. I'm Goku, on Super Saiyan 10. AND FUCKING KAIOKEN.
Real talk, there's no going back.
I turn around, they stab me in my stomach and walk away... I learned it now.
They're only here to use you, when there's no use for you? They keep it moving.
These fake friends we keep company are only real illusions.
It's scary how quickly one can switch up, and say they didn't.
Fucking play the gimmick. I cannot say that they ain't committed.
Fuck, man. You might as well kill me then.
Cause I've given so much that I don't think I can give again.
Only thing I'm giving now? Is hell... and I have it in droves.
My personality's in the light, I had it exposed.
I wear my heart on my sleeve, believe these are casual robes.
And amidst all the bullshit, it's just how the pattern goes.
Doesn't matter, suppose to be thick skinned, but it just slips in.
And if they were close to you? What would you think then?
Me? I already thought, and I'M STILL thinking.
I'm overthinking it... I'm lost, across in a sinking ship.
See this fire inside of me? Well, they think it's lit.
Life's a bitch with a sex drive, let's see if the trinket fits.
My motto now? Is calming down - being at peace.
They spell it out and diss songs, but I don't "read" into beefs.
Point blank, your blank point becomes a small nub.
Y'all scrubs looking tipsy right now, that's not what I call buzz.
That's what I call buzzed, and I'm Lightyears ahead...
Infinity and beyond... the cameras on, but the man is gone.
Nothing but a hollow shell. Pride swallowed inside
of the 95$ wine bottle, dining a Palestine model.
Pfft... shit doesn't make any cents.
Poor finance advice. Can it, and just pan to the right.
Drinking Canada Lite. Canada light?
Nah. Fuck a Trump approach. One hand, I can crush the coast.