[Chorus]
Your soapbox comes around but you're too scared to make a sound again
You won't find it funny when that money comes around my friend
(X3)
[Verse 1]
Never thought that it would come to this
My back's against the wall tryna make sense of it all, but
Through and through I strive to keep my mind at bliss
Sometimes I need just one good spliff for my benefit
Never been an option to give in cause I can feel it in the wind
It's some kind of long lost feeling
It comes serene like the breeze through the trees
And whispers sweet secrets in my ear like please don't be
Satisfied with an average life
Cause I know that your success will far outweigh all that strife, and
You've missed your purpose if you're workin' a 9 to 5
Cause all men are created equal but some are meant to thrive
I'm all too familiar with this game that I'm playing
But they keep changing up the rules
Appreciate all those compliments you're saying
But the last thing I'm tryna do is be cool
[Chorus] (X2)
[Verse 2]
That I was put on the Earth to create this art is not a question
Put in some long nights working and not to mention that I've
Love for this music with the purest of intentions
Were she a broad I would surely penetrate with no prevention
Wifed up, got 10 kids, and I'm
Intending to be more than friendly
'Til time never ending
Would take more than divine intervention
To pull us apart, and even then
There's always a place in my heart for the one that I love
All too familiar with this game that I'm playing so f** playing by the rules
Been busy grinding with that time that you're wasting
Y'all too busy tryna be cool
[Chorus] (X3)
[Outro]