the role of jerks placed upon me as I tried to
audit for god waking up from it all I know its
time to move on as it passes knowledge is
gained while wisdom lingers where can I picture my
frame when its over will it be a suit and
tie typin or a pen and the tips of my fingers
thats word so screw your chicks drinks and
laughs im past the past you dont care for this
mans health therefore do bad by your damn self
everyones mind contains a prison prejudice
and visions loves miles away but those werent
my intentions to be like this all on my knees like this
while my minds painting pictures thatll never see its
work end when im dead and gone over me people
may begin conversin probaly not though more concerned
on the way they got dough the past is passed theres
only hope for the future as a husband a loser semi thuggin
like no smoke no drink no shots ill shoot ya if pipe
dreams didnt keep building up for this music id probaly
do it money motivates and separates breeds envy
an hatred adversaries tossin bullets gotta dodge
like the matrix fantasy to reality remains a revolving
door of karma ive had enough and if your plans
are ucked theres no more drama is there?