J - Society's Way lyrics

Society's Way EP LYRICS Astrological Progression (Prelude) Institutionalization? more like mental constipation Where there feed you battery acid and you lose all your elation When you become more aware, and you're really on a tear, You got the world figured out and the pretty women stare, and you're pulling out your hair cuz you wish you didn't care. Honestly, it's eating at you inside. You tell yourself a lie, but the truth always collides. Disregard the effects it has on your pride. We'll get through this together- rain, sleet, snow, whatever weather. They might be stingin' like a bee, but we're floatin' like a feather. If these walls could talk, they'd tell you never quit. You need to make your mark before you're shoveled in a pit. Be progressive regardless of your notoriety, Any social status can have an impact on the structure of society. I live everyday as if it's my last, cuz nothing really matters if we're light beings with ma**. Potential ft. Matt Roach Here's a story about a boy who's life is pretty crappy He's not materialistic and his hair is kinda nappy Ima tell you how he turned his life around in order to be happy Have you ever been creative enough to find your truest pa**ions? I'm not talkin 'bout dedication cuz his chances came in rations Practice makes perfect, but perfection is overrated Practice all you can, but then the thrill is over, ain't it? When you obsess over a hobby, it can turn into a chore That's why his rations came with pa**ion cuz he did what he adored He cherishes every second as if it was his last He lived with no regrets and now he embellishes the past Retrospectively, he could've done it better but there's not a shot in hell that he could've got her wetter She gave him motivation, now he's fueled by innovation and now every waking second is a grateful sensation He weaved through the obstacles and overcame his fear One must understand that they don't listen, they just hear So he camouflaged his aura and blended with the norm If you take me by the hand, then we can take the world by storm Here's a story about a boy who's life is pretty crappy He's not materialistic and his hair is kinda nappy Ima tell you how he turned his life around in order to be happy He doesn't focus on the detriments of society The beauty of this generation is our hatred of propriety If our rebellious personalities infected just one witness We can resist whatever the media portrays as fitness The trait that must go viral is our dissipating introspect It's the psychological qualities that we have to protect Hold on to creativity, day dream, and let your mind wander! If you ever lose those sk**s, our generation will be squandered. This boy was once depressed as a result of simple pessimism but he turned his life around with an immortal sight of optimism If he touches just one soul, then his impact is exponential, So he's kickin back and chillin cuz he knows he has potential Disconnection The decibels are low and my pace is slow Look into my eye and your soul will glow I have this power that i haven't yet tamed You're a coward like courage yet less cool than a lame People stereotype to indicate pred and prey The real predators are those who eat bread and pray How could you be the perfect person, yet go to hell for being gay? Religion is phucked up, what more can i say? Ignore the past and disregard any underestimation Your flame will not die out until your final destination So funnel out your peers with a sense of extermination And the outcome will provide you with an immense feeling of elation My best friend is getting high off that lucy lee, I miss the days when he'd elaborate a conspiracy There's something about that depressive flow, Have you heard metaphysics by that dude milo? His songs are pretty real, but he's no Cudi imposter Scott's the starting pitcher, you're not even on the roster Despite your decent rhymes, you still have my respect I'd love to sit and chat or drop you a text I can't promise you a follow because i don't care what people think If you don't disconnect your status will sink There's so much hidden beauty within this world of ours So why are the deepest thoughts hidden within the walls of a shower? You don't have to go super saiyan to obtain this power I know you have potential so don't be a coward Open up your mind you should forget what you know Activate your third eye and you won't feel so low What if i told you i understood hieroglyphics? I needed to learn something more complex than metaphysics If E.T. could do it, i'm sure i'll find my home A place to meditate, and blaze one to the dome Suture I'm an unspecified lifeform molded to perfection A greater power's intention concealed by natural selection I don't have an outlet for my creative personality So please do not judge the nature of my duality Sometimes it feels life is worth as much as earth's crust What if we're beings of light, molded by stardust? All you closed-minded people are better off prayin, With an ignorant mindset you'll never know what I'm sayin. If you hate Childish Gambino, then you're mentally sick Donald is the great bambino of modern music One does not simply like every genre If that's the case, she wants the anaconda Don't give her the snake if she got a pungent aroma I'd rather come out the closet than end up in a coma All jokes aside, thank G-d i have a future I used to praise Jah, but now writing is my suture If it wasn't for my vinyls then i'd probably go insane I need a release from the voices running through my brain Sometimes i ask myself if i even have a purpose, So i'd like to make an impact before i end up in a furnace Am i the only one who remembers my inner child? The one who'd never to d**, now he's smoking a mild I haven't really minded my choice of sobriety It kinda feels like a middle finger to the structure of society Interlude ft. Katie Strang I put you through so much and you were still there for me I can't express my emotions but still you have to see Nothing i say or do can represent the way i feel I gave you the boot, but you returned it with a heel I'm not making music to acquire any fame I think i found my pa**ion i belong in this game I made a deal with the devil with hopes you'd stay away I thought my life was in control when you finally strayed Sympathy's my inspiration so i'm aesthetic with these rhymes Countless conflicts prevent reminiscence of good times I never intended to cause you any pain, I stomped on your heart and locked it out in the rain Katie: All these years i blamed you for the past but, I'm older now I feel it in my bones I feel it in my bones All these years i blamed you for the past Can we just move on? I feel it in my heart I feel it in my heart Tears filled up your eyes so I tried to alleviate your strife, But that was the biggest joint you've ever seen in your life When you met me at the station, I knew I'd only get a fine If i never stressed you out, you might not need that gla** of wine When you put me on those meds, I knew that it was best You understood my pain and put my pa**enger to rest I'm no longer haunted by my thoughts and my life is in control I promise to slay your demons and help you climb out that hole Despite my misconceptions of charlatan and materialism, You still managed to be there for me with an aura of altruism. Institutionalization ft. Backfeed by Matt Roach I'll do my best to stay on topic but it's likely that i'll stray Cudi told me to keep it simple, so i'll ignore the wordplay Why manipulate the language if your hits are subliminal? Why give you my best if you portray me as a criminal? If you saw me at my worst, you wouldn't look at me the same I have my angst in control, see, life is kinda like a game I'm just tryna function within the structure of this population When i get my PhD i'll build a fortification If i said something stupid in this minuscule creation Blame it on the distribution of antipsychotic medication. I was institutionalized over a miscommunication; Being put into an asylum destroyed my dreams of californication I'm starting to feel this strange the of connection You showed me the path and now i have direction Your beauty goes beyond your perfect complexion My emotions were dead, you spurred a resurrection. How can i describe a crush sparked in a psych ward? Feels like oxytocin from a ba** guitar's E-chord We talked all day on Facebook, but hardly in person I know we're introverted, but love deserves exertion (I know its hard but the meds only effect the soma, I wanna get to know you, not just your internet persona) x2 Final destination at 3 weeks old, Surgery saved my life, but my soul was sold Rumplestiltskin cuz everything i touch turns to gold Not sure i have a purpose with a heart this cold Despite the obstacles i'll overcome it ten-fold A failed attempt to hypnotize opened up a new perspective for my 3 eyes White Noise You don't know what's hiding behind this fake smile f** the institute, I'd rather run a mile Forget about hygiene, maintaining your sanity is essential What goes on within those walls is strictly confidential They tried to tear us down, but we were able to stick together They might be stingin' like a bee, but we're floatin' like a feather I managed to escape the mental penitentiary Although I'm happy to be free, i still fight PTSD Introspective outlook has me lookin' out to sea, Hopin' what i see can bring some positivity Live life by morals, don't forget to say grace - Xombie routines hijack your soul without a trace That's what happens when your steal is stainless You don't pick up what i put down, so these words are painless i changed my name cuz the real me is nameless but i held on to the J cuz i'm kinda like Jan*s i open up doors cuz you're an ignoramus… sorry about that - I didn't mean to be heinous You see, I'm an immature philosophical contemplator, But it might just be the ganja, yo, pa** the nadir *Lighter clicks twice, clears nadir* Big boy had me zoned at the age of 15 I was under arrest but the drug test was clean Society's way portrays me as a stupid stoner teen Being a stoner isn't as bad as it seems Walking down the halls in my baggy a** sweats, co*ky high schoolers, more like blow fish with threats My inner thoughts are shaking like soda in a cup I don't wanna be a bother but the bottles filling up I'm all outta weed so i might blow it on some booze I need a mental vacation, i can't even fill my shoes Usually my thoughts are more rapid at 4 in the morning When it rains it pours, this is my foresighted warning They obsess over shoes, and they judge me cuz I'm baked? Go outside and find a hobby for goodness sake If you talk to me again i'll throw your body in a lake I'll flip the world upside-down and start an earthquake That way your girl can find the body and i can phuck her at the wake Bukkake on her a**, the icing on the bu*t-cake If your side chick interferes, i'll just phuck her with a rake This never would've happened if you weren't phucking fake If it wasn't for some friends, my life would complacent Tj, Matt^2, Angel, Phil, Pat, Ben, and Mason {sQuag} Cataclysm 4 a.m. Another night in bed, with racing thoughts of murder I wonder if my little brother is still taking Conserta Is it my parent's fault we're not mainstreamed psychologically? I hope their hatred doesn't influence his bibliography I'm trapped in this dorm so i can't help him develop I'm worried that this generation will fail to breed a zealot His intelligence is mistaken as a disorder, the likely situation Feeding 6 year olds medications instead of teaching them patience. My psychopathic tendencies are fueled by human greed Why are you giving my family meds that they don't even need? When hippies stress the phuck out of course we smoke some weed Once i manipulate the system my soul'll be freed I'll take ‘em out like a silent a**a**in the FDA will never heed Never rely on future generations to water your aspiration seed. If you want something done right, don't seek anyone's a**istance become a ghost, mind your manners, and they'll ignore your existence If i manage to stay chill, i'll take the throne with indubitable subsistence Despite my murderous intentions, my focus is coexistence, Because we can't pursue the rebellion with pa**ive resistance Persistence My heart is in a state of accretion Yet your love for me resembles an*l secretion Please ignore my many imperfections and Disregard my mother's consistent rejection If you've battled with this illness which they call depression Then you probably see the world form an existential perspective I can tell you that you're deep or i can claim you're introspective, But in reality you're just a lonely kid with no incentive I don't have much things to say right now, So focus on the beat, not how i sound. One thing i can tell you is to search for a pa**ion Because you'll find something you love that gives you satisfaction So get off of Minecraft and delete your faction or disconnect from The mainstream and forget about fashion Is it possible that we're all a bunch of lost souls searching for our Niche in a world of dreaded ghouls? The retrospective thinker will eventually find his way, even if that Means discovering that he's gay. I don't need many things to keep me afloat I'm a simple monkey monk with a tee like a goat I spent all my money on a week's worth of kush I got trouble on my mind, but no bud left to push ["dil*os" pans left to right] Time to focus on school and shave the hair off my tush As time goes on this dorm feels like confinement, Retrospectively, i'm not close to enlightenment All these years have been mistaken as my prime My future is bright, so i'll kick back and give it time The undermining struggle will always be existent, I kick my demons down, but there returns will be existent. Astronomical Recession ft. Backfeed by Matt Roach (Postlude) I'm laying on a table of examination I'm in another dimension with no explanation A white Bean looks at me and questions my consciousness I'm still aware, despite my state of post-electrolysis He claims, “You know exactly what we want you to do” I respond, “Let me go, I'm not gonna listen to you” My head tilts as my eyes pierce his soul I'm not possessed, just the world's biggest troll They believe I overdosed on methamphetamine They tested my blood, only to find I was clean I'm not insane, but out-saned the structure that's set upon our shoulders I told myself, “It isn't real” and now I'm crushing every boulder He punches the gla** to a**ert his domination He doesn't know his anger gives me a sense of elation He's leaving… “Come back! Wait! What is it that you want me to do?” “Oh, you don't know? You gotta stop the riot” My soul was screaming “never”, but i told him I'd try it. As he walked away, I asked him for the date His head spun like an owl, “Now's not the time to conversate” Something about it didn't seem right It felt too real It was too clear for my third eye sight But i had to conceal the truth “The truth” I knew the truth, but I needed confirmation I knew i wasn't actually in my room with my homeboy Mason When he said it was September of 2013, I paced in a disorganized formation My eyesight began to blur, as my brain pulsed with contemplation My heart was racing as i questioned my final destination I'm not gonna stop the riot, this rebellion has to sweep the nation It made sense astrologically, in a time-space representation After I got out of my pod there was intensive frustration The fire alarm was ringing in a monotone isolation I returned to what i believed to be my dimension of creation I f**ed up "I f**ed up" "You f**ed up" Writer's Block (Bonus Track) Abc, it's as simple as one, two, three. When you master the art your heart fills with glee. If you're having any trouble it won't hurt to smoke some tree Cuz when your flowing like water your mind is set free Lately I've been feeling extremely overwhelmed So don't judge my lyrics cuz they're feeling compelled I have so much sh** I need to get off my chest I don't know where to start, my mind is like a pest I've been feelin so lost and, oh, so lonely I'd like to meet a girl who wants to get to know me I thought i'd meet someone in my first year of college, Instead i focused on myself, and increased my knowledge While you're out getting drunk, hooking up with a random I've been recording in the lab, finding the recipe for a fandom I was in a dedicated pursuit to complete my tandem My roommates a producer so i presented my memorandum I told him i had some lyrics written down for a song He said lets record it, where can we go wrong? You have a gangsta flow, and nothin to lose. I found a creative outlet, now my self i have to prove So if you haven't felt my flow, but you're feeling the groove Ignore my lame a** lyrics, but just know i disapprove If you know where you're from, you'll find out where you going You should focus on the present, cuz the future's unknowing Regardless of your paddle, it's the boat that you're rowing So get back on the saddle, cuz your flow is easygoing Is there room in this society for a stoner doctor wearing sweats? I might be flowing down the stream, but i need a life vest I'm gonna do my best not to drown on this quest I might just be a guest, but I'm better than the rest It's easy to be obscured by a**umed standards of fashion It doesn't matter what you look like if you think you found your pa**ion It's time to grow up if you're still cigarette ashin'. I'm the least squares regression, you're just basic subtraction.