Been on the road for, quite some time now
And route to work is the only time that I wind down
I feel like Caesar on a quest to make Rome bigger
I played in trees as a child and could never climb down
Becomin introspective I need to be more selective
I'm way too nice, got me feelin bad to ignore a message
I traded secrets with homies I really thought could keep it
The minute I leave and they steal my dreams and then they try to sell it
I can't tell if it's, my fault or theirs
People bein themselves I need to be more prepared
I guess it's time to tighten up the circle
Put some notches in the belt for all the weight I had to share
More locks up on the door, couple cameras in the front
Yeah I know who you are, but what do you want?
Fool whatchu want, fool whatchu want?
Slow groove, I just wanna take my time
I don't mind to wait in line
I aint goin nowhere soon
(2)
I been contemplatin drinkin and the use of drugs
Favourite artists do it, they all influence us
I aint talkin Future, but rather older names
I'm talkin Hendrix, talkin Davis, talkin Marvin Gaye
They were kings, but the copin they became a slave
Know that I got in me, don't pass me a shot of whiskey
Anything I do, I do it the most
It just so happens I'm rewarded for bein extreme
Applauded workaholic fallin asleep in the office
And I never get fired, irony I'm a boss
Cause I can never get hired
Aint got a off switch
Therefor my bills higher
Somebody get coffee, black, single or??
Like our ancestors
Oh you forgot cause you tan lesser?
This is me in a jam session, cram a lesson in like
Party now, study in the end, 100%
(3)
I'm really good at my job
That's because I understood it's a job
I'm not interested in comin to your studio or chillin after shows
I gotta do this all over tomorrow
Rather chill in my home, go out to eat just me and? in the park
Seldom see me in the streets after dark
'Cept my name in that Marq - uis
Traded street lights for stage lights
I'm tryin to make a living from art
Have a life full of love
Memories you cannot like or remark
I'm only postin what I'm seein in parts
I mean what's more tragic
Livin in a hyper-reality or the systemmatic murder of magic
I'm chasin the wild things, they're becomin harder to find
In time I'm sure they'll only live in my mind
But for now I'm on the prowl for the hows
Leave it all up to chance brah
Sometimes I'd rather not know the answer, but that's just me