The Finish

Stress, bliss, fuck it

200 RPM, behind the wheel of my mind's GM
Praying they don't see him
Swerve around the drama from my BM
Wondering why all these people wanna be him
Stuck in the matrix but doesn't want
No one to free him
Cause in reality fantasy's all
That's left of freedom
And reality's a bitch and that's why
I say I don't need'em
Just a substance to keep me sleeping
So I can keep on dreaming
Fuck Tylenol PM, someone THC him
Smoke away all my problems
Eyes looking like Koreans
You're only here to rap
Other ambitions simply keep'em
So I'm clenching down my gums like
A baby when his teething
What they saying in my face
Ain't what they thinking, they deceiving
I'm about to live up to
My reputation as a heathen
And put my size 12's into
Place where they eating
Til it comes out the other end
Like a mother that's conceiving
Just be glad you breathing
It's summer and my heart is still freezing
Cause back home it is kill
Or be killed season so I'm watching my back
Bet I'm familiar with treason
People threw me in the lions
Den alone for no reason
"Fuck em" if they hear him
But shut up when they see him
While my family wondering why new
Breads in my ATM but how can I fit in a
Cubicle when I'm a coliseum
Just know that no matter where I
Fit I do it off of Cleveland and Mile High
Ugh, The Calm 100 Words and Runnin, ya bitch
Kells