F the Gamess

I started rapping cuz the shoe fit.

Ive been thrown down had to get up and set up

my life for something more.

I got something to say, so i spray.

Still getting out the dirt, only thing that hurt,

was when i learned,

that all i was lacking was the passion.

The drive that i had since i was like 5

going through confusion growing up in hell every night another illusion.spells to a child that all we have in this world is nuisance

constant stress

feeling like a guest

in my own house.

Ears a lil weird

cuz the yelling was super loud.

Eyes a little twisted

cuz the pieces to my puzzle were missing.

I found em

n im fucking astounding

moving around town

with the sickest swag playing tag with girls

having fun while i run the show.

 

Games, games, games, practice, practice, practice

 

Fuck all this waiting im bout to explode im a master

entering this cluster-fuck of rappers

n bringing my own.

Kid from the burbs telling it too real

this game of tic tac toe

running too and fro

give em TJones

style i got the sickest flow

its running out the door all over the floor

call the cleaner

let her know

you just met the dude with the sickest demeanor.

Only a year ago

i was a high school senior

now im living life greener

then ever,

staying true to the trees,

animals, wildlife, theyre all here to guide us

in this virtual game we love to play,

are we what we think we are,

are we just a bunch of avatars,

our souls eternal,

these bodies thermal,

too cold and we freeze,

dont sneeze,

next ice age could be here

tommorow yellowstone park blows ash covers sunlight and were all in a fight for our lives.

 

On the brink of a revolution,

nahhhh,

maybe thats just called evolution,

ahhhhh

how many of us really know

who's gonna go to the show

to watch

n whose there to study,

ey buddy,

i see you sitting over there acting like you dont give a care

taking mental notes,

read em like i see em eyes wide open,

got my best scopes on deck,

got this girl i hardly know kissing up on my neck,

drugs in my system whats really missing?

Is it reality?

whats real?

i got a bulletproof shield,

ur lies come as bullets theyre being deflected

im resurrecting

my path to greatness,

pulling it out from the snow i covered it with,

packed it down extra thick

with dopamine receptors

that look like theyre on crack, crack?

nah just thc,

come ride with me,

get fly with me,

im using the fuck out these drugs,

i love the way they feel like little hugs,

just the right amount and my lifes back on track,

too much and im buried in the blizzard,

no matter, im that wizard,

casting spells to move out this blockage,

everytime i let these skills takeover

best believe im that wigga who rocking,

these lanes everyday i give myself a makeover.

i pray to myself to wake the fuck up from this dream,

then i get baked the fuck up with my team.

Team of young little souls,

my souls too old so what am i doing?

Am i making sure this shoe fits,

are these stereotypically fiends

gonna help me practice being a king.

I rock hella rings, cause im that king,

this my land and im that man with the plan.