[Verse 1]
It seems like no one can get me to kick these pills I adore
I'm so numb, I don't even know if I feel anymore
That's probably why I'm 24, but I feel like I'm 40
Thinkin' "what the f** am I working at trillium for?"
But still I record, my record will just chill in the store
I'm like "How much more of my guts can I spill anymore?"
Damn, I'm hated on by the city I'm for
It's like the doper I get, the more sk** they ignore
But I guess if I k** me a who*e, steal me a car
Hit the trap and maybe spray the mack-milly at doors
Then I'd probably really be pure
What the f** has happened to Hip-Hop? the sh**'s gotten so silly
If it ain't crack and guns, then it's a** and funds
Or fashion, it don't even matter if you whack as long
As you got a sweet beat, the track is spun
I'm embarra**ed to be a rapper nowadays, the pa**ion's done
[Hook]
But I'm cool
(Know what I'm mean? Cool. I don't get upset)
I'm cool, I'm cool, I'ma keep on rappin'
Just imagining, the sh** gon' happen
(Cool. Know what I'm mean? Cool. I don't get upset)
I'm good, I'm good, cause when the times get hard
You know the f**in' rhymes will start
I push on, I push on
[Verse 2]
Cause I been doin' everything I have ta
Everything from cuttin' gra** to givin' plasma
Anything to keep the money comin' faster
And if you had extra cash, I probably would have asked ya
Cause I ain't exactly an astronaut for NASA
I work at Master...Maintenance moppin' a cla**room
My life's a tragedy, wrapped in disaster
Covered in white rapper, stereotypes, and that's the
Reason when they ask me to go to the bar and get plastered
I'm like "Naw, I think I'll crash on the couch until after"
Cause I ain't got sh** in my pocket but aspirin
I think I need to seek a pastor or fast un-
Till my son Lyric eats, my spirit leaks
I got a hole in my soul, you can hear it speak
Rage, has got a gauge, and it's near it's peak
I bleed ink on the page and I smear it....
[Hook]