Elevators

Living life on this elevator
Don't need the weed to get elevated
These ups and downs keep me hesitant
To trust the people out there
Them steel doors just feel safer
Trapped in the box of my inner thoughts
So my imagination goes many places
Like "What if pigs really did fly?"
Or "What if we had nine lives?"
Or "What if animals had jobs?"
Or the sun was the eye of God and we fried
Keep realness all in my rhymes
Got lint-balls in my denim pockets
Take bullshit like Dennis Rodamn
I'm in the zone nigga who gone stop me
Not even at the top yet
And they sending them shots that got me feeling like Pac
All eyes on me but my eyes stay closed
Cause I don't really fuck with the shit I seen
Like the fake people, the electric cars, the common stars
The government seem to have room for y'all
So I stay alone in my mental bars
It's like "Down For Life" in this elevator
I'm elevated, laughing at the women that used to play me
Now my levels going up and they getting naked
Just save it bitch cause you had a chance and you played me
And I thank you, I take deep breathes through my fazes
And I go hard for this rap shit until one of you labels start paying
And I'll kneel down on this rising floor and I pray to Lord I don't fall off
Being alone in this boxed room created thoughts of blowing my top off
I try to play it cool but I can't
So I load the gun and I think
And the pain starts to fade away
And my brain always paints the shit I can't say
Sorry momma but these shifting floors got the best of me
These ups and downs keep neglecting me
Sorry you couldn't be sitting here next to me
I can't what the world has next for me [gun shot]