i lost my clone long ago..& im still trying to find myself..
its my fault i chose to fold when the perfect hand wasnt delt
must be bearing the interests of someone else
cuz nary do any of my decisions benefit me..
dishonest tendencies toppled with chronic led to chronic truancies
but this is my destiny..i dont seek the meaning of life, i just write rhymes..
for my Grail isnt an object..its to hear kids recite my lines
until the end of time, ill never giveup despite the hardships..
there will be nowhere to hide once my storm finally hits
watch me steal your clocks tick.. cuz i want to be the only tok..
tie up the subject of every everyday convo, & be in it more often than knot
a masterpiece or an ink blot?.. its up to the critics to decide..
am i riding the wave of success?.. or am I getting takin for the ride?
new day, new laws to abide..nobody wants suffering, but the only real concern is #1..
my limelight will be UV..so fuck a mile a minute, ill be basking a full 15 in the sun
trying to leave yall stunned.. and for once, im going without the tazer..
i give up..so imma bury my cash in the soil so maybe my kidsll hit paydirt
this may hurt, but know this..even when theres 0 on the clock,
ill still be on corners uprootings signs..pulling all the stops