This life's a joke and I don't know why
Puff that smoke and I float so right
Not just broke but I'm broke inside
Fuck that though 'cause I'm gonna get by
Watch me get it, I get it, I get It, get it, I get it, I get it
Get it, I get it, I get it
Get a bit of the killin' of independent
Till they're defended from anything I got
Time in the future, time in the past
It's all the same thing when deciding a path
Right for your prime when you're rhyming at last
And right when you tie and are likely to last
Insight is a batch of the piece of the mind
Past tense is deceased by design
So if you got a piece of a mind, make peace when the time
'Cuz there is no future
Nope, and there is no past
And there isn't any answer to the shit you asked
So this is it and you missed your chance
Gone and revel in being a rebel and skip that class
I would rather complete forever than be dead last
No one ever completes forever, so live and die fast
Better level up instead of letting the pressure of present
Manic depression develop patterns to sit on that ass
Warm welcome to the things that I don't know
I'ma maintain through the chains like I'm goin' broke
On the same page and I'm caged in with Kojo
But I can't say that my brain's made to hold hope
If everything fades into place in a slow fall
Try to stay sane but you fade in the hold though
Gettin' offended by anything in it at all
I'm feelin' robotic, need a mnemonic device
To keep all the knowledge from creepin' off in the night
And seekin' the topics not to repeat when I'm talkin'
I feel defeated by all of it nearly all of the time
I sit on the shitter thinking of riddles to write
I fiddle with, piddle on this despicable life
I cringe at the image of getting any less innocent
As a kid, I was gifted like this is the best present ever
What happened to that boy
They gave statuses, Hulu and apps to that boy
Had to combat it with music and raps too that boy
Addaboy now they Google maps to that boy
Do that boy! Do that
But there's nothing I like
In a bubble always writin' 'bout my struggle with my kite
Fuck a huddle know I'm gonna fumble run the highlights
Take the present back and get a refund on my life
Worth a couple of bursted bubbles, I'm hurtin' up till I die
Not certain but I just search enough
To see earth is not for these eyes
(Why believe, why believe) Why believe I
Livin' in harmony, harboring my
Sense of accomplishment caught within
All the incompetence 'caused by that want to survive
What you simply took has a lot to do with
How much energy your brain has to burn during your bet
So I burn me a spliff
Assert the absurd via words and a riff
Unearth the unnerving they yearn to forget
Turn to resent shit that I learned as a kid
Search for contentment till the worms wiggle in
So little time, I won't ever find my
Soul, with a mind that's closed I'll be fine, I know
I don't know
Grow to design my hopes and the finite notions of my life
Closer to kinds I know
I don't know
Now is the time
Time for what
My will and my goals start linin' up
I feel in my bones, I'm high to the type of life that I'm on
A life to find mine, to write the right wrongs of life
That try to find a piece of the
Piece of the pizza
A piece of the pie, at peace with the present
So peace to the past I appeased with a lie
May I please sneak a peek at new life
A cease to the plight
Spend a week in Dubai
What reason to give if in need and deprived
What reason to live if indeed I will die
Sea and the sky, see the abyss
Relief of attachment, release of regrets
Receive all of nothing, repeat all of this
And retreat to the now
Trapped in there with a knack to predict that
Which will happen but will never act as a backtrack
Ain't elaborate, thinkin' about the hopes that stay bought
Folded like wings, I let go and I fly
Life's still a joke but I think I know why
Livin' afraid of the fact that I'll die
In the future, that's the only sense in my mind
I've been stupid to think I exist to survive