FoolNEWS - Month of July lyrics

[Verse 1] Literally every year, I feel closer to d**h Don't worry, no one's depressed I mean like, I know I'm gonna die some day So I'm always low-key hoping that the time don't change I still hope for the best I will cope with the stress Of growing old, there's no control over the program of flesh And every moment I've been holdin', make me choke and digest But can we back it up? To the past, can I have it once? Back to when I didn't ask so much? Asking what the pastor does And why in him we have to trust Why do people wanna pack of d**? I want the time to stand still like a statue does Can't believe that I'm done, but every meeting was fun I wanna see the G I've become I wish my dad was here to say that he believes in son But screw it I won't know when I'm next I could dive in front of you and take a blow to the chest, and bleed out But [?] They say I'm close-minded, but my heart is open for guests So have a laugh at that Tap a lad and have a dap at my afro back When I dyed it wrong; accidentally plaid and black People double-taking, had 'em looking back at that There was no hat on that But keep chuckling Won't forget the time that I rode with my brother in his fancy Cadillac One summer, when we were selling his CD's and met this rapper that sold supplements He told me, "Let everything that you have adapt." I put in my two cents and gotta half it back Do the math in that, cos the aftermath is that I'm giving cataracts with the bright future I have in rap But what's a future knowing that I can't avoid the end with no maneuvers? To some, that is beautiful because it's ending sooner Or later in my life, I wanna be an over-doer That's over-doing humanism, stopping all polluters If words really k**, speak the language of a shooter I stopped attending church, trying musical communion The problem is we're sitting here and never getting newer You only live once, so what's your solution? And now we're at it again I'm kinda (yelling at the air), as if I'm mad at a friend But it's that same oxygen on which we have to depend That could be the reason we don't reach a thousand-and-ten But, I'm just thinking loud I over-do that and I'm freaking out now If we knew the day we die, and we could see the countdown I would never even worry about you peeping SoundClouds [Instrumental] [Hook] I won't forget the month of July I met these girls, we walked around and we were talkin' inside for like Two hours about thoughts in the mind, their favorite rappers, shopping, jobs, and the time And they were strangers Ignoring all threats that could be in the dangers For a conversation, that's the point I'm makin' Life's a sick joke, we should treat it like a patient If we can't do that, then who are we as a nation? [Outro] Yo it'll be like Na-na, na na na na na Na na na It'll be like that and I'll be saying Na, na na na na na