I'm still chilling, I'm still buil'ing cro/ I'll still smile and claim I'm good when I'm feeling low/ I still smoke 'til my feelings go../ Meaning I find it hard to feel at home/ But home is where the heart is, I guess home is with the pen/ Home is anywhere that I can zone out and reflect/ Home is in my head so when I'm rolling through the ends../ ..sh** just don't make any sense/ Cause we all take life too serious, life's just an experience/ Whatever happens we know it ends with d**h, so.../ Whatever happens I know it all depends, on my last thoughts, the memories/ Pour some Hennessy for the dargs in the cemetery/ Even the enemies get some empathy/ We all saw things we wasn't meant to see/ Well I guess we was meant to see it, if we saw it/ And for a lot of us, seeing it got boring/ Guys got caught up and got lured in/ But me I wanted to be someone important/ But now I care more about how I feel, and less 'bout what I do/ But this is how I feel, and this what I do/ A while ago, I said: 'This is how I'll move..'/ 'I'll just have some fun until I get something to prove'/ ....I've been chilling long enough, now let's get this on the move/ I know the world's my Oyster, but I'm just getting on a Tube/