Sick of the race Sick of feeling out of place Just cuz I'm on a different pace I just had to tie my lace Get the heck outta my face I feel like I need a break For goodness sake What the hell does it take To show you I'm great On second thought I can wait Til this record drop Better stop hating Bitch you never stop complaining Attacking myself with inner thoughts The same as you when I'm entertaining Cuz I'm racking my brain like I'm in a box Like sinners in synagogues who entered and Still left in a fog Asking myself when will it stop Don't give a squat cuz I'm not complaining It's the way that I sound when I'm observating Cuz I'm way more obnoxious when I'm hating Doesn't matter what I'm saying When the pictures that I'm painting And the art work that I'm hanging Are the only things remaining As my body lays decaying While I'm rotting and erasing All the memories are racing Just like every moment fading And the colors seem amazing Like a clever animation In a random combination Like an endless culmination And I'm ready for the hazing As I'm facing condemnation For every abomination I've been tied in correlation Life goes on and as time slows I look drawn as my rhyme flows on But I hoped I'd grow strong Before I go cuz I hoped We'd move on just to get along With my foes when I toke I smoke With my woes til I choke it's how I cope Nevermind where my mind goes When I pass the bong along to my folk Fuck this song You don't know what I've been thru So fuck you and Fuck ya mom Don't judge me bitch What you think of me is Fucking wrong and egregious I'll be just fine when I'm leaving and I'll be gone in the evening Now I'm chilling with my homies Bout to drink a couple 40s Bout to roll us up a 20 Bout to call me up a shorty Bout to get a cup of Henney Just enough to make me friendly Bout to start a fuckin frenzy Until every bottles empty When every enemy Is a friend of me Temporarily especially when We are merrily Existentially drinking heavily There's no offending me Til I run out of weed Fuck these vendettas Built out of greed Fuck the trendsetters and Fuck the monopolies Fuck the indebtors Who offer me properties Fuck all the letters and Fuck all the hidden fees You must be kidding me Fuck all these industies Fuck all these crimes and Fuck all these ministries Can't even bend my knees With all these injuries hindering so Fuck all this misery