Perspective

The universe is what you make of it

If you thought otherwise, then i'm sure that you've mistaken it

You own the world if you have a time and place in it

So if I have a problem with my life, then I'm reshaping it

Preach. I was a kid with a pastor

That had to sit and listen to some shit that's going past him

Tryna steer you right if you a bad one

Tryna redefine your whole life before you have one

I try to separate my future from my past

when I reflect on myself cause each idea could be my last

I'm too aware, I've been pondering when can i die

Any second of any day, will I be unsatisfied?

Will these people here remember me as a man divine

In my state of mind. Will I see my momma and daddy cry

should I die too young? Or will I live to see my sands of time?

Will my soulmate be there by my side when I die

So she can take this hand of mine and I can fly

Through outer space, no longer out of place in my mind

Yo, I swear to god

People think about this all the time and they be terrified

Always wondering is there a god, like should i really sit in prayer a lot,

has it been verified?

Mind of a stoner who ain't really scared to die

Who's finally figured out whether life is fair or not

I let my thoughts wonder off in space, it's where i stare a lot

Till my soul is fully cleansed, till i'm fully sterilized

Smoke an eighth to the face and I feel I'm barely high, an ordinary vibe

Trip a fairly lot till the cemetery,

I'd rather be cremated just in case the end isn't really the end, We made it

And if not, then the scene fading is the very last thing that you'll see, ain't it?

You won't remember. You don't remember.

You know that there isn't hope for no contender.

My soul's a sinner, I didn't believe in God. I had doubt

I gave into all the demons, I'm pleading now cause I backed out

Shoulda stuck with what I was told before I grew old

I said I should've stuck with I was told before I grew old

Cause ain't nobody told me to know....