When you dissolve your ego, and you learn how to speak slow you find it's easy to lie low, open your mind, to the world, to Father Time, while mother natures swingin them thunder thighs it's easy to tell lies, life's much better when it's fiction, that means you don't need any diction, balence family with my drug addiction, if I had one, I might just take this loaded gun, blow a way someone just for fun, I'm sick, diseased in the mind wtf I know about Father Time? All I can do is speak in these rhymes