Now i do have to say waking up gets harder With all these impostors repping things they've only seen in magazines And can you believe i cohabit with these fiends Feigning for the money the pussy the dick Shit seemed a whole lot better when i was a kid Fighting everyday for the right to dig Into whatever it was that I was interested in in the name of learning but I dug into some shit I can't get rid of and I got caught up in it and now it's how i live and it stains my soul No money no love not for what we uncovered now the untrusted fighting with a vengeance just to breathe cause well you know ive got the copd Of my virtuosity gonna have to hook me up to a machine to pump good feelings back into my body Just so i can cohabitate with everybody Before I completely walk away on life My most immediate means of pain But hey they say say everything gets better with time Unless its shit piled on you all of the time and the only way you can rewind and set things right is by dropping rhymes So i try to do it on the daily And there's people out who try to make fun of me but I don't let it faze me cause im watching their jaw drop with my new shit and that look That look is epic When they finally see I've been one up Since the beginning and they never had anything on meand they learn their first lesson About the player getting played