Hardest time

The hardest time when I write

is trying to find inspiration for my rhymes

because it seems everyone is living a lie

its my time to defy gravity

floating on clouds. heavens at a simple reach

don't know who I would invite to the feast

because im sure I would eat everyone like a beast

if there is anything I could teach it would be

stay you in the least

we sipping on mead smoking kief damn that's some good leaf

im near 2pac status switching lanes in my dodge stratus

someone in the news room must be acting radish

because they never talk about me. but im past that

tired of hearing about all you facists

did this all for practice. ready to get my game on

smoking heavy aint nothing tom selleck would hold against me

bitch be fucking me openly under a palm tree

but I still feel as if my home is to the east

out of space, out of time, no wonder why I cant get anything right

shit this is the hardest time of my life

but I just smoke that pipe. because there is no room to gripe or moan

Im gonna be in another galxey hanging with the atoan race

Star wars In my veins. hold up dr dre. looks like the next episode

is a minute away

aint much more I can say