roses and dreams bucket of bullshit I'm dealt with on a regular wtf my regime my regimen is to be a bold real dope ass specimen my headache is back need some excederin swaying and sweating my life I was betting high to deal with the pain traveling to my gains detained nothing but madness why I act so reckless but im dealt with these stresses caused by ptsd infused illogical messes my time needs better investments protesting to sleep wtf im so restless saving nah my life is vestless trapped in my mind my soul arrestless every day is tested my life is a gift but yet i somehow drift getting my grip new lanes and a brand new whip maybe one day shit my roses and dreams my inner conviction to attain them greens captain of my team nice guy im regarded as mean standing tall but sometimes I lean gifted to reel in what's headed upstream bout my money like cream short mother fucka never call me a sucka or get cooked like fud rucka you moving backwards right to think you could alter my life from the day to the night always the mic im willing to fight fly the fuck away with that bullshit matter of fact I just booked you a flight never loosing my sight focused on what I feel right roses and dreams forever pacing daily to reach and concur my dreams