Its been a couples minutes better take another hit of this
Good shit, now I'm in the hood, shit, isn't it ironic
How I moved into the ghetto from the suburbs after
Makin all these rhymes about me fuckin up my life
I'm always feelin like I'm dying like I got a fuckin tumor
In my mind, only solid with the rhymes
All that other shit ain't for me
It's plain to see
I chase my dreams
I'll take whats mine
But still I'm losing my god damn mind (mind)
It's the reason that I'm alive (alive)
So don't you tell me i'm wasting time (time)
What you're listening to is mine (mine)
It can never be yours (yours)
Cause you're listening to my life
It can never be yours (yours)
Imma take it home when I die

So mothafuckas won't kill my vibe
All the shadows won't take my shine
If I fall again I'll just rise
What is already dead can't die
So if I say I'm okay, I'm fine
I don't need no more bullshit lies
It's a waste of my goddamn time
Every second that I don't rhyme