sometimes it feels like tha war is at Home
it seems I'm battling more now that I've Grown
I'd say fuck money even if I could get my Own
if I could have anything I'd invest in a Clone
to do what I love when I'm off getting Stoned
so people wouldn't know me wherever I Roamed
I come in peace I'm not strapped with any Chrome
my methodic thoughts rip my flesh from my Bone
I'm a shell of a man who's cover has been Blown
maybe I'm just destined to go at this all Alone
feeling a void in myself that's surely Emptyness
now u know tha very reason that this MC Spits
if u lack motivation or cash u Better Treasure Dreams
I'm deciduous besides bud my focus is Never Ever Green
I set tha Facts Free this world keeps getting At Me
now I'm gonna be a Daddy not much else makes me Happy
a voice says is ya Purpose ta Word This Perfect
for tha Circus no time to be Nervous Merc It
if guilty is tha Verdict I'll find a Worship Service
it's not Worthless if u Serve With Yur Gift