Rhyme or Reason

Sometimes I wonder
Why I never get no love
Then I remember how I live
As if I ever gave a fuck about anything
Lately I’ve been thinkin maybe I
Could make a change
The only problem is there’s somethin
In my mind playin tricks
Its like a broken record
Every month is the same
The moneys got me stressin
But not enough to negate
This bag of weed I’m about to blaze
Let’s take it straight to the domе
All I’m waitin on is holding mcneal
To pass the dope
Ain’t no convеrsation
Gon keep yo thoughts to yoself
I got enough goin on within my head mane
I’ve spent too long inside this hell
I’d bet I’m probably insane
So watch yo step or they might find
You in an early grave
Another day
Another night
Just me and you
That’s what I said to my reflection
As I’m lookin in the mirror
With a smile on my face
I know I found the truth
It’s not depressing
When ya really got nothin to prove
I promise I’m okay
Let me do my thing
Enjoy the finest entertainment
From behind the screen
And Imma paint you a picture without
The paint again
Maybe you’ll realize
Ya just part of my imagination

Were both deranged
A couple broke ass
Regular joes stuck in the game
With no easy way to pay the rent
When every road leads to shame
And I don’t know how much
Mo of this I can take
It seems like death is right
Around the bend
And so I’m smokin this cigarette
To the butt even though it’s helpin the devil win
So when I fall
I tend to wait until the blood flows
To pick myself up from the ground
Imma play it slow
Before the reaper comes to prey
I need some time alone
With Mary Jane
Kickin back watchin the rain as I cope
With all the pressure they send me
Cause ya gotta maintain
Still I tend to get lazy with every
Breath I waste
Since a youngin I was
Destined to wrong
And now I’m sittin on the grass
Puffin heavy noddin off
Once asleep
I’ll trail the shadow through my dreams
In line to reach the gates
With no guidance no rhyme or reason
To conceal the rage
I thought a sign was made to glow
When trouble showed its face
But that’s a lie
Cause I woke up feelin like I’m the same
I must’ve forgot I’m a sinner
Mane I’m gettin old
It’s kinda tough to come to terms
I just can’t seem to cope
If all my eyes see is red
It’s tough to read the room
That’s why I tend turn to trouble
When I’m feelin blue