all I bury is thoughts, solitary spots, in my various drops, there never wasted
pressure over takes me, u can't find me sober lately, don't think life's better faded
daily tests, make me guess, inspiring my crazy text, telling me 2 type faster
it's like I write backwards, I didn't want 2 be a fight master, just a white rapper
friends told me 2 open up, I've spoken what has led me 2 question decisions
I've got 24 hours, and plenty more doubters, my word rests in me listen
it has me furious, delirious, but it's not hard 2 be serious, I do it everyday
but then I change plans, damn u rain man, would it be 2 much 2 find steady pay
if my money gets right, funny it might, in tha days untill then they'll be some we dislike
I picture happiness, bigger sacs free spliffs, but I'm in tha cut like tha clumsiest knife
that was an example, I don't know my next gamble, but I'm sparatic so it's a go
looking in tha mirror neurotic, I say yur not this, fuck tha madness go with tha flow
I see swarmy beggers stormy weather, has torn me better than he, me tha keys feed these freely
I take a hit, make a hit, battle tash and take a hit, it's food poisioning beef leads thee queasy
ha ha, forgetable, more edible than a vegetable cooked in a medical table then words ate um
I serge like a buzzed surgeon, merge like um suburban, no little thing decimal's able verbatim