I'm still chilling, I'm still buil'ing cro/
I'll still smile and claim I'm good when I'm feeling low/
I still smoke 'til my feelings go../
Meaning I find it hard to feel at home/
But home is where the heart is, I guess home is with the pen/
Home is anywhere that I can zone out and reflect/
Home is in my head so when I'm rolling through the ends../
..sh** just don't make any sense/
Cause we all take life too serious, life's just an experience/
Whatever happens we know it ends with d**h, so.../
Whatever happens I know it all depends, on my last thoughts, the memories/
Pour some Hennessy for the dargs in the cemetery/
Even the enemies get some empathy/
We all saw things we wasn't meant to see/
Well I guess we was meant to see it, if we saw it/
And for a lot of us, seeing it got boring/
Guys got caught up and got lured in/
But me I wanted to be someone important/
But now I care more about how I feel, and less 'bout what I do/
But this is how I feel, and this what I do/
A while ago, I said: 'This is how I'll move..'/
'I'll just have some fun until I get something to prove'/
....I've been chilling long enough, now let's get this on the move/
I know the world's my Oyster, but I'm just getting on a Tube/