I’m Tho’ed

[Verse 1]
Waking up
In this game, tryna shake it up
But don't make enough
It takes a tough person to face the real parts of life that might break your luck
So I safely tuck it up under my arm
In the storm, 'til the thunder is gone
My [?] assuming I'm wandering on
The path to everlasting suffering raw
I'm here to survive, my ears and my eyes
Picking up motions that I fear and despise
The tears and the cries, the fuel to my fire
I'm here to rise and pull your desires
Away from the fools and the liars
The mood of my choir
When Nascar pew your tires
To put a stop to your talking, [?] higher
And I really know that you're feeling this so I'ma- what?

[Hook]
Flip a different tone 'til you feel my mode
Pulling out slow with my trunk on blow
Fresh-bought clothes, with my cup all froze
Ice cold can in my hand, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode

[Verse 2]
I'm the man of the house 'cause I'm the only man in the house
Ain't got no spouse, about to roll out
Feeling that vibe, I'm in the mode, no one killing my vibe
Still they will try; when they pass me by - give 'em the eye
Let 'em know I'm real 'til I die
Killing them guys with the skill of the wise, and I'm still on my grind
'Cause I am an author, I am the father
I am the man that nobody should bother
So don't even bother, I'm in the mode
Going so hard that no one can control
The break of the water, here comes the flow, plug in your charger
'Til your phone on glow, hit the record mode, I'm coming in - in the mode
I'm tho'ed, I'm tho'ed

[Hook]
Flip a different tone 'til you feel my mode
Pulling out slow with my trunk on blow
Fresh-bought clothes, with my cup all froze
Ice cold can in my hand, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode

[Verse 3]
People be telling me, they [?]
Can rap, but nah, they just want to hear melodies
Something to dance to, treble and bass
It ain't about talent, it's such a disgrace
So I switch the mode and I'm making 'em throw up
I'm sicker than AIDS, need a needle to sew-up
A patient of cancer, awaiting an answer
Is this the last day time that they will have the [?]
To remember the verse from the cigarette habit
I quit it to challenge life, beating up mavericks
To see that I've had it, I'm blessed
Need a man at the mission to help you imagine it, see
I went to bed at two but I woke up at seven
Is there a reason for this moment? I reckon
I sit down composing, connecting components
To keep me unfrozen, the second I'm gonna go
Rip down, exposing it - where's my opponents?
Then I'm back up in this bitch, DNA won't quit
So cut all the tragic shit, after I wrap this shit up
And I don't think that they love me, so I'ma flip- what?
A different tone 'til you feel my mode
Pulling out slow with my trunk on blow
Fresh-bought clothes, with my cup all froze
Ice cold can in my hand, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed

[Hook] (x2)
Flip a different tone til you feel my mode
Pulling out slow with my trunk on blow
Fresh-bought clothes, with my cup all froze
Ice cold can in my hand, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode, I'm tho'ed
I'm tho'ed, I'm in the mode