Half of me is apathy
The other half is after me
Half of me’s a tragedy
It’s sad that I ain’t passed it
Everything you heard is fallacy
Florida born in accord with only one Lord
That’s sort of my anatomy
Half me’s analogy
A slave and a master
Half of me is brave
The other half’s half amazing
I was raised in the lower middle-class
Passing through
Always passing never passing out in school
Half of me’s academy
The student and the faculty
Half of that’s a travesty
I’m just being adamant

Homie that’s inaccurate
Never be inanimate
Girl snap out of it
You know I practice abstinence
Stop me if I’m babbling on
I have a habit of song
I like the sound of guitars
I like to look at the stars
I think a lot about the world
As if it was ours
I like to ball
Quarterbacking the squad
From the backyard
Yay tall
Friday night dreaming
Grew up around some hustlers
Maybe I was scheming
Cheesin'
Posing with my lenses
I smile real wide
Though I reside in my mental
Senseless
Um, I’m mean
Penniless
Penny loafer shoes
Used to act like I was semi-rich
Raised by the tele set
Product of a TV dream
But never selling it
Looking for the truth
But it’s hard when no one’s telling it