Been hanging by anything, that makes me blame me in the end you see? Well im not the same as i was and what i wasted, it really does not taste good, the pill im swallowin, makin me hollow to anyone that follows because of the pain that i allow myself to face like it was just my fault thinking im a mistake, for being mixed up its a scary tape when i looked at it i cleared up all the fake, i got tossed from the fakes thinkin i made a mistake but i brought myself up through the hate i busted out, made a path for escape but im bombing yall before i make the drop on the thought of the bomb i made the idea up, so now its game, gimme the mic to ignite the fame i got the good shit, give me the flame to get it cookin got me hooked on this beat when i get up on it makes me wanna put five down, cus i wanna light up with the crowd... and make it loud, get it up on cloud nine get up in the rhymes bust one down with the beat in time, lets go have fun outside i know the weed get us high mane, but its a landslide when we rollin on this train! Gotta head towards the sunrise and make em surprised when you busted out golden withholding the truth from you because ya making me sick, you dont need no views to make any sense, you dont need to be extremely intelligent, maybe go through part of life and learn from it, not make it a habbit to hop back at em with them addicts, makin dumb shit happen, thats why im packing up and getting lost, get out because im suffocated by the haul im out of breath because of this long run im down a leg but still hoppin till im dead, never slowing down man thats the dread. Making yourself feel low is an obstacle, you gotta get out the hole and make a whole other path to go, once i strike the match just go, and dont stop till i become unnatural.