​argue with your parents

[Verse 1]
We just need the party sittin' sweet when we gon' try again
An argument with teeth, I keep a pryin' hand
Since I've been in charge of record keepin' peace of mind has ended
The timin' mucking mired in, cuttin' through the thick of the day to distinct the malaise
They live for poison, kick the noise and hit medicinal plane
The kingdom screamed that it was chosen, show you mystical play
Come down to livin' through the voice, hear somethin' rich then it's fake
Motherfucker I got wishes, we'll wait
Sittin' just with-
Class act bringin' .30 in the room
Mama slept through 9-11, nothin' hurt me in the womb (Uh)
Live in the Swiss, need like a million (Uh)
Live in the Swiss, need Nitroglycerin, I'm burnin' fissures through (Uh, huh)
Hurt surfin' in the tubes (Uh)
Money, money workin' with it (Uh)
Money, money workin' when it do (Huh, huh)
It's funny what some people really think, it isn't funny when you didn't see a shrink and it affect people
You end up with less people
Lose your place and it get harder to address people
Dogmatic pressure in your left evil
Static motion, you get lost in the screen
It isn't all what it seems, I need a break
We search for purpose in the hardiest ways, it's okay (Huh)
Yeah, yeah, whatever
Responsibility is hard to detect (Uh)
This is somethin' that I really create, fuck

[Interlude]
I'm startin' to realize like, I mean, I'm just a regular person, you know?
Thank you Sahbabii, you helped me, man, you helped me really realize that

[Verse 2]
Close minded, all I really know violence
Bouncin' off of red walls, frequently on low ridin'
Roll out the carpet, you can see the goat shinin'
Solid black in both eyelids, I'm on them notes wilin
A stay at home pirate kill your smartest drone pilot
Pontificate, pinin' by the savior, mind it
Kill 'em with a meteor shower, never needed more power, we just had a whole complex (Uh)
Out the Stratosphere like nothing really matters here
Money occupy your mind, it isn't what you have to hear
Off the back and beat tryna see some action here
Hollywood dynasty, why the fuck you actin' weird?
Put on a face cause if you saw yourself you'd shatter mirrors
Stuck up for life, you could have never known Machiavelliers
Nothing but a cameo and always make a bad appearance, yeah
An assemblage, pussy

[Outro]
Shit, in short, we think that one cannot write sufficiently in the name of an outside. The outside has no image, no signification, no subjectivity. The book as an assemblage with the outside against the book as an image of the world. You know, a rhizome book, not a dichotomous, pivotal or fascicular book. Never send down roots or plant them, however difficult it may be to avoid reverting to the old procedures. God damn the old procedurers. Those things which occurred to me occurr to me not from the root up but rather only from somewhere about their middle. As someone then attempt to seize them. As someone attempt to seize a blade of grass and hold fast to it when it begins to grow only from the middle. Why is this so difficult to fucking understand?