[Verse]
Every morning I think about
Every single night is a nightmare
And though we living like we might die
Every little breath shows we might care
Waking up in these dirty draws to an empty box of Cheerios
Thinking I might have some good luck with a little Chance on my stereo
E Wiz can you hear me though
I wanna make sure I'm sounding clear
Like crystal; shout out to Crystal a girl who might not even care
My past life, I past her up
Like all I get is bad direction
Left some cracks in my system
Illegal police inspection
I ain't do it though
I mean I ain't do it right
The ones who get caught never had the sight
And I had the sight back when I had my night light
Better fear vampires than getting robbed with a nine and a flashlight
Quarter past nine got the cash right
In the black bag blasted from the gat that laid flat on the back bike
Rather fly kites, hold mics; kids grilled me for an overbite
But bite me
That's why your girlfriend like me
That's why these kids wanna be just like me
I wish it was likely kids aspired to be Spike Lee
Hard head, punk rock; leave them spiky
To the point and my friend's boyfriend wanna fight me
I never said it wouldn't hurt
She said I'm full of it, but I still want dessert
'Cause I ain't done yet, 'cause I ain't won yet
Cuz I ain't filled arenas with foam fingers saying I'm number one yet
Saying that's a dumb set
But if i made smart music maybe I'd be Steven Hawking on a drum set
Black hole music on a star track
And I'll ask Pharrell if the Neptune's even want that
Probably not
I'm not what you expect
The ones who leave me behind always feel that regret
Will you get what what you deserve
Or fall short on the border
Get rich or die trying; I was short one quarter
Going hard in the 4th quarter
Maybe when I get that dollar
Tat my name on my neck like I got my life collar
I'll call her
But will God call me
Will God call me
I'm still on airplane mode from baggage claim
Left with two bags with two girls names
And hurt too the point I can't carry it
Should've beared a ring but I can't marry it
It's scariest when it's the truth the truth is I rather live a lie than realize
Kaleidoscopes aren't my real eyes
Pinoccchio these guys
And call me Gepetto
Just don't forget me
Like y'all forget November
Just trick or treat and blow straight into December but it's the winter
Dropping climates but I want to hit peaks that Everest couldn't climb it
It's a science, Bill Nye it
I'm dying on the inside
Doctors couldn't find it
They lying
But on the grim side
The lighting is on the dim side
So we all see the dark when I do die
So we all see the dark when I do die