Do ? I Like

[Sample]
{Do what you ever wanted to be, just you
Not enslaved by your own conditioning to be free.}
(But I am free. I’m free to have the most wonderful time
Everybody’s happy nowadays.)
{But wouldn’t you like to be free, to be happy in your own way
And not somebody else’s?)
(I simply don’t understand you.)

Yeah
Welcome to the black box
(I do what I like)
Nephilim

[Verse 1]
Yo
I grew up a screw up
But you know what?
It made me the man I am
As my fam I was an early bloomer
But also a heavy consumer
Addictive personality
Would gradually lead to the cure
Who would’ve knew a, gift from James Bay to move to Langford
Ended up plotting himself in Vancouver and proceed to maneuver
Myself to succeed. I stink, came out the sewer
But I’m clean, I brushed the dirt off of my shoulder
Now when rappers show up
I can definitely smell manure
I’m treading carefully, perfect my recipe
Eventually all the writers swarm
But tried to get the best of me
No rest, I’ve got the tightest form
Like I was born for this test
No rest for an absent mind
I guess I’m the one to help bring some consciousness
To this mess hanging on by a lifeline
Yeah, and I’ve been working my whole lifetime
Trying to master what happens when I start thinking about my actions
It seems to bring satisfaction
These rappers only answer to the questions I’ve been asking
Been going mad [?]
My home is like the thunder dome
I’ve got a graveyard full of poems
Hand chiselled on stone tones
Busy artist so I’m alone
Relationships never last
I never answer my phone
And every time my excuse is “sorry I’m too stoned”
But you knew I was reclusive so now when I roll
The only one beside me is my fucking soul
Should have been that way all along
But it just so happens that love is just like a trap
It’s too strong
So I’ve got my pride intact but my patience is long gone
And I barely even phone home
Because lately I’ve been writing like it just might fucking save me
So we at the round table
Mad’s passing the gravy, P1 uncork the wine
Rob the Viking invited me, he’s just adjusting the vinyl
Vital signs for hiding idol, we called up all the warriors
Gather up, Vancouver emporium, shattering borders