Lazy joy (Sunday serve #4)

God bless, trying to get me some rest
Life in fragments, i’m just trying to deal what’s left
A lotta folks is giving advice like they know what’s best
And more or less i go outta my way to avoid stress
Ok?

I don’t have a voice, i don’t have a choice
Hands grabbing me more of em gradually then they hoist me
Suspended in physical time with alterations i attend to
But nigga i’m fine
I hope i make it

Disrobed all my clothes and i still wasn’t naked
Tried to pierce both of my lobes but couldn’t take it
Dialing old numbers just to see if they work
With no answer, the name of this sample is called “dancer"

Mr. yamashita thank you for the contribution
I’m going for the moon just like the quarterback from houston
Correction the black quarterback yeah nigga i’m back!
Truth in the form of ignorant raps what’s up!!!

[mood reset]

Celebrate life celebrate something
I don’t hate my niggas i don’t hate nothing
I get confused sometimes like i ate something
That disagreed with my stomach but it ain’t nothing

Rock rock to the rhythm forth and back
Your boy need a lotta listeners but more than that
I be actively trying to combat outside forces
And shit that are trying to hold me back yes

Do i play a bigger role in all of that? yes
Self sabotage and help is a mirage
I ain’t sentimental i’m reflecting
I am sentimental nigga i was just deflecting, gotcha!

I wanna be free enough to wear crocs
And have a grand re-opening for my tear ducts
Ijs a nigga wanna feel again
I wanna role model like uncle phil again

But i’m not alone, i’m not gilligan
Cypress hill again, how i could just kill-a-man-
Jaro my sorrows then dropping off pain by the carload
Leaving that shit somewhere in barstow or something

Aye black people we free!
Well, not exactly shit sounded good on this beat tho
Uplifted hands, cutlass supreme, band on the radio
Playing this old jam

If you getting money you can kick it us
But take yo benz and pick up some friends that’s on the bus
Fuck trying to implement hope we need trust
Look at me acting like i’m knowing what’s up, i don’t

But i won’t stop living my shit
I am one with the kick snare rhythm and synth
I don’t care if i’m wearing hair ribbons and clips
In a tiara with more mascara than prince

Say something dude, go ahead buddy
I can do anything except get money
That’s hilarious and also it ain’t funny
Just wanna let it be known before i take this thing home

Check it curry shoots downtown for 3
But that’s in the current era where there is no d
And that’s just an assessment no shade no t
Just a tad, fuck that lil nigga and his dad
Aiight!

[cheering]