Hook
Every day a different way
Of a new point of view to portray
Every day a new beat made
A different place for me to slay
So sweet like soufflé
Or deadbeat like doomsday
I guess what I'm trying to say is everyday a new day

Verse 1
Touché, I feel my life is on the repeat
I make rap songs on the low key discreet
Start in the morning and don't quit until I deplete
I'm too far into this lifestyle I'm knee deep
I won't turn around, until I'm six feet deep
Under the ground
Until then I live to astound
I like to count, syllables
Compound em into rhyme integrals
I'm drowning myself in the sound of boom box's and adrenaline
I won't lie still, until I have found my upper echelon
This is an itch that never stops like a swinging pendulum
I am aiming to become hip-hop’s better man
I wear it on my sleeve and back like a letter man
When N. G. dies, you better remember him
I'm trying to take this thing to bed, longer than a newlywed, like Kevin Federline
While I'm alive I'm tryna get my cheddar in
And disperse it back so people can love more elegant
If you do not help others I am celibate to your element
Treat you with benevolence until you resemble a skeleton
I love everyone but don't trespass my development
You don't want to find what lies on the other side of my intelligence
I'm the kindest alive but do not treat what I write as delicate
Topics of my discussion end up as forensic evidence buried under the sediment
Haha, I’m fucking crazy

Hook (x2)
Every day a different way
Of a new point of view to portray
Every day a new beat made
A different place for me to slay
So sweet like soufflé
Or deadbeat like doomsday
I guess what I'm trying to say is everyday a new day

Verse 2
The dark side of my mind can be worse than Compton is
That's why I try and remain happy within my competence
When I wake up I set goals to enable accomplishments
Otherwise I end up depressed and give up on some monopoly shit
I don't want everyday to become a blend of monogamous
A 9 to 5 and a dime housewife seems preposterous
That's why I rock this shit, non-stop, bottomless until I pop off
I'm making my own life happen inside of a metropolis
I got more confidence in my consciousness than Trump has in this continent
And that's just not cocky shit, I got evidence to box it in
My verses, served with dominance
Optimism as the condiment
My life is Microsoft Word
Every song a document
Add up all the scrolls and you understand our populous
I'm provocative with the way I speak, makes y'all want to cop this shit
Shoving my lyrics down your esophagus
If hip-hop an obstacle than I'm on top of it
I'm always clocked in, the consequence is becoming a god of it
I'm always with her, Ms. Music my odalisque
Locked her in, I'm ominous
Sometimes I disappear with her for Days, we're anonymous
And together we grow I'm a botanist of oxalis
I repeat what we find through exhalation of carbon monoxide
Oxygen, back in, to the passage
To spew out a fountain...
Now drink from this chalice...
Ah just another day in the head of a crazy…kid

Outro
G baby got rhymes bitch, hahaha
Hoe!

Days, Days, oh Days
Days, Days, Days…
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