Another day
Another coffin rots away
Life’s just a game we play
Until God takes us away
Tomorrow is not a guarantee
When my mind is my purgatory
Why does society insist on controlling me?
The ignorance of this generation astounds me
Let my mind wander and start a verse
I’ve seen too many loved ones dead in a hearse
Escape reality, Peter Pan
Gone, gone, gone away, Neverland
My heart golden, but my blood’s black
My mind breaks me, torture rack
Mind racing, super sonic
I never understood any of Shakespeare’s sonnets

A fool because I chose a fifth year
Step into my shoes, you wouldn’t be here
You would’ve offed yourself
Your urn collecting dust on your Momma’s shelf
Was her death my karma?
In the end, a pause, comma
In my journey, just put me in a coma
Wake up with a whole new persona

24/7 Chiefin'
5 star feastin'
I spit fire
On this school time cipher.

Skipping through Wonderland with Alice
Work hard, hands calloused
Epitome of daftness
Mad Hatter passing me the Caterpillar's chalice.

Sitting on the roof of this church, about to start a verse
I've seen too many loved ones dead in a hearse
Now I'm floating, fading, through the clouds, Peter Pan
Going, going, gone away, Neverland.

My heart blacker than a crow
Steady, spitting catchy flows
Never ******* with sketchy hoes
Call it keeping my door closed.

Growing up I was hooked on phonics
Now the young one's blazing the chronic
Mind racing, super sonic
Billy Shakespeare wrote a whole bunch of sonnets.

They say I'm a fool because I'm doing a 5th year
If you had lived my life, you wouldn't be here
You would've offed yourself
Find your urn sitting on your Momma's shelf.

Find me chiefin'
Your ******* her knees, feastin'
I stay high
Because you all stay low

Got you all hooked on this flow
My heart blacker than the feather of a crow
Marching to my own drummer. None of my ducks in a row
Never again will I sink so low

Growing up I played alone
Talking to voices on a broken telephone
Teachers saying I matched the guidelines of a psychopath
But that was the past

Blazed, on the roof of this church, about to start a verse.
If you're reading this you might just find me laying in the back of a hearse.
My way or the highway like I'm Fred Durst.

I'm drifting away, gone, Peter Pan.
Gone, gone away in the sky, Neverland.
I can see myself going out in a blaze of glory! Custer's Last Stand

Scribbling, writing, back of the class.
Only thing I pay attention to is your girlfriend’s ***.

You say you hate me? I don’t give a ****.
8 Women, who stay true, and that isn’t luck.
Either I’m a nice guy, or I’m a *******.
Tap you out, throw in your white flag.

Lately, every day is the ******* one ever.
Yet I still play mind games with hoes. Clever.
I’ve got these loyal ladies on lock, forever.
No one likes me? **** that. Whatever.

Inspiration from Hopsin.
Your ***** out there ******* other men.
Call you Daniel. Throw you in the lion’s den.
You stay losing, can’t find a way to win.

Am I a ******?
I tend to think so.
I try not to show it though.
Float down the river. Go with the flow.

Caught in the rain.
Strike you dumb. Shot through the brain.
Do you live your life like you want to?
Or do you live it the way society has told you to?

Man this isn’t you.
You are the one for people to go to.
Stop and think. Your true friends are a select few.

She got a wicked smile. Straight beaming.
I’m on my own level. Steady scheming.
Get lost in her eyes, daydreaming.
Her eyes gorgeous, always gleaming.

I'm not afraid of death.
Just afraid for whoever will witness my last breath.

Scribbling, writing, back of the class.
Only thing I pay attention to is your girlfriend’s ***.

You say you hate me? I don’t give a ****.
7 Women, who stay true, and that isn’t luck.
Either I’m a nice guy, or I’m a *******.
Blow you up, with a frag.

Lately, every day is the ******* one ever.
Yet I still play mind games with hoes. Clever.
I’ve got these loyal ladies on lock, forever.
No one likes me? **** that. Whatever.

Inspiration from Hopsin.
Your ***** out there ******* other men.
Call you Daniel. Throw you in the lion’s den.
You stay losing, can’t find a way to win.

Am I a ******?
I tend to think so.
I try not to show it though.
Float down the river. Go with the flow.

Caught in the rain.
Strike you dumb. Shot through the brain.
Do you live your life like you want to?
Or do you live it the way society has told you to?

Man this isn’t you.
You are the one for people to go to.
Stop and think. Your true friends are a select few.

Man shut the **** up.
Your religious ******* causes us to throw up.
You want to be a priest.
More like a child ******.

Yes, I read the Bible.
But you take it to literal.
There’s no punishment for homosexuality.
Yet there is for divorce.
You sure as hell ain’t no holy force.