Blew’s Reality Show

Verse 1:
I’ma take my time right here ‘cause
They be acting like they don’t hear us
[?] a wiz in training, harpooning, creating rain and
Draining, I hate dishonest
Who knows when they ever gon’ sign us
Got a drive I provided with blinders
Lost souls calling out, ‘Please find us’
Get reminders when I’m rhyming
So they follow what I say like Simon
Top Ramen my noodles flavored with spices
These thoughts is savored, depopulation
Government want to ban integration
Want a nation divided without love, they already decided
But I’ma spread love, just like rumors
Gray hat gotta match with the Pumas
Hakuna matata theory
No worries, y’all don’t hear me
Delirious rappers these days
Are like one song on replay, no shuffle
Their words are muffled
Not amazed but I’m puzzled
I guzzle this blue Mountain Dew
Dude, what you know about it?
Found the right path, I’ma go about it
My life, they should make a show about it
And call it reality, guarantee it’s not scripted
Or prerecorded, won’t see distorted, just one producer, I lived it

Chorus:
Every single day, I be out here tryna find sunshine
But it’s fine, keep a place up in my mind for my sanity
I almost gave up on humanity
But I stay cool, that’s Blew, it’s the man in me

Verse 2:
Why you lyin’ like the [?] fo’?
And quit sayin’ mostly planning the scene slow
Don’t think though, lost in these false illusions
I don’t expect connects so stop your movement
Sweet dreams of the likes and the dance
But I realize you could lose your life in the end
So I write just to win the souls of ones lost
Idolizing fame but overlooking the cost
Yeah, but maintain my composure
Got ‘em open hoping to bring closure
Picture that, I’m the one for exposure
[?] told ya
Plotted dreams in the minds of the Blew Sky
‘Ay chill!’ cold shoulders and woosa
Medusa stone looks when I put ‘em on blast
No money, you broke, throw ‘em the cash
Live fast, die young, dumb slogan, unsung
Even I’m centric, aiming for the sun
Make rap cities around your town go plummet
Translucent, congruent
Harmony with chakra, keep my spirits fluent
[?], never been fake like Botox
Or bear defeat, I’m sleeping with both socks
Tow watch, keep a hand on time
Don’t gotta rhyme, the brainless won’t mind
Mama told the son she know he gon’ shine
Operate brains, I open up minds
One time for the 919