I lose track of all time
Isolation ringing while I'm roaming in my mind
I feel so much left to find
So I'm searching through the rubble of what they all leave behind
I'll be honest, I like it better in my solitude
Find peace to run free in the scene of a dream
Understanding ain't shit what it seems
Taking hits, where it means everything to me
But, fuck it! I reminisce on tuckin'
Nines in the band of my waist, while takin' blunts to the face, letting life go to waste
But now I'm older with perspective, so it's easy to respect this
Now I'm writing up a check list
Everybody get affected, everybody getting hit up
Nines got 'em beat up, depression make 'em split up
Cause the sorrow ain't allowing them to think of a tomorrow
So they ass won't even lift up, but sometimes neither can I
So, I'm lost in a dream and it's never what it seems
I prefer my solitude, where I'm free from these things of a suffocating world
Gotta stop and think what's next
Take a step with a plan for right directions
In my solitude I find reflections, dabbling in sections
Motherfuckers think I fail, shit!
Everybody think I'll flop
Posted on the block with your Glock
I don't wanna be like them, I'd rather I be more like him
The man in the mirror, who don't really struggle seeing shit clearer
My solitude longs to have me back, I can hear it calling
My solitude longs to have me back, I can hear it calling