Illusion

I'm not lyin', I wish I would stop tryin'

The words that I'm writing, are simply not flyin'

I feel barely basic, searchin' for a rhyme or two

Walkin' in some Asics while I'm dreamin' of designer shoes.

This song's got me noddin', rockin' as it drops in.

Competition runnin' til they wear out their socks thin.

Nah I'm just playin', I'm the king of mediocrity

A weak-kneed Socrates, no need to talk to me.

The corner of my mind, is dreamin' of some props.

Thinkin' I deserve 'em but I haven't done squat.

 

Oh look at this kid, he thinks he's the sickest.

If rap were a crime he thinks he'd be on the hit-list.

 

Bumpin' Notorious, it's all so glorious.

Downloading beats like I'll grow victorious.

Dreamin' of the shoes that are too big to fit me.

Sittin' in the tub and relaxin' like Whitney.

But then I realize that I'll never see a rise.

I've got no struggle and I've never been despised.

"Haters" is a word that I've never had to use.

I rap about talents that I've never had to prove.

Really I'm a loser who just sits on a computer.

Plannin' my maneuvers yet I don't have a future.

My engine is dead and I know I missed an exit.

Jumblin' my thoughts like the mind of a lysdexic.

 

What's he gonna do when he's dead, old, or dying?

Probably he's gonna be regretful and crying.

 

Maybe if I worked at it, if I were a work addict.

My dream would be close, and I'd be sure to grab it.

Emphasis on maybe, cuz I'm dead in the water.

Life is really cheap, I just wish I could'a bought her.

See what I resort to? Words you can snore through.

I'm quick to admit that I've definitely bored you.

 

Up in the corner, there's an X: click it

This rhyme is dim enough to get a fine or a ticket.

I need to stop thinking, and write from the heart.

That's where the truth is: right from the heart.

Thinkin' super hard about the best thing to say.

My mouth gets stuck when my head's in the way.

I still think my rhyme deserves to be in the spotlight.

Thinkin' that it's dope enough to smoke from a pot-pipe.

But when I wake up Imma have to face the zeroes.

I think I'm pennin' gold but it never has appeared so.

Thinkin' I'm an angel, like I've gotten a halo.

Instead I'm gettin' face-fulls of rotten tomatoes.