Stress, bliss, fuck it
200 RPM, behind the wheel of my minds GM
Praying they dont see him
Swerve around the drama from my BM
Wondering why all these people wanna be him
Stuck in the matrix but doesnt want no one to free him
Cause in reality fantasys all thats left of freedom
And realitys a bitch and thats why I say I dont needem
Just a substance to keep me sleeping so I can keep on dreaming
Fuck Tylenol PM, someone THC him
Smoke away all my problems, eyes looking like Koreans
Youre only here to rap, other ambitions simply keepem
So Im clenching down my gums like a baby when his teething
What they saying in my face aint what they thinking, they deceiving
Im about to live up to my reputation as a heathen
And put my size 12s into place where they eating
Til it comes out the other end like a mother thats conceiving
Just be glad you breathing
Its summer and my heart is still freezing
Cause back home it is kill or be killed season
So Im watching my back, bet Im familiar with treason
People threw me in the lions den alone for no reason
Fuck em if they hear him, but shut up when they see him
While my family wondering why new breads in my ATM
But how can I fit in a cubicle when Im a coliseum
Just know that no matter where I fit I do it off of Cleveland
And Mile High
Ugh, The Calm
100 Words and Runnin, ya bitch
Kells