This Is This

[Verse 1]
I wish I was under tall palm trees
Instead of in the hood, selling liquor in [?] greens
They got that Paul Wall lean, but this ain't the dirty dirty
Some be sippin' syrup
Most are on that same tip as everybody else
And that Goose, gin and juice, swishers too
Anything to get us through another day, it's nothing new
That's the attitude that we should see it, as a blessing
But we wake up to our problems and addictions it's depressing
Stressful bills, money's stretched 'til it's nil
Obligations like child support, your files, I'll call you on probation
I'm facing charges currently, nothing worth discussing
But the nerve of these fuckers, they tryna give me jury duty
Now I'm filling out this form, what's my reason for deferral?
Well, I'll be on trial myself next month as it turns out
In a different state, which only complicates shit
Just when I thought I had gotten smarter with age
One mistake put me right back in the system
(All I know is what I won't be putting right back in my system)
They'll be testing my piss, I've got too much to lose to risk it
When I was younger, I didn't even care, kept getting twisted
Drank water before the test to [?] the results
Worked every time like a charm, so I continued to smoke
But I've been needing to take a break, even if it was forced
It's only been two weeks, but there's already less fog on the shore

[Verse 2]
When left to my own devices I'd like to say I choose the m-i-c
But lately it's been too much booze and THC
What kind of rapper does that make me? Average, I'd say
A cadaver, well maybe, the dead speak in clichés
Spread through airwaves and shitty DJs
I'd rather never be played, ain't a far cry from where I'm at now
I play the background
The front line was too crammed in, it cramped style
In a land where they camp outside of Best Buys
Call it Black Friday, consumer waste senseless dollars
No change or progress
We still the planet of systematic racism, classism
We manage to get around like transit, but never transcend
It's a damn shame
Some are poor, some pouring Champaign
Let's toast to those to whom a piece of toast would go so far
It's not a meal, but it's a start
To think with me, this gets dark
That ain't narcissism, this is Noah's ark we living
There is many of us tryna stay above the water
The flood is coming towards us red, it's either blood or lava
Which one is hotter?
What's in these veins burns
Each day worse
From the manger to the cremator, it's nature
Insurance for your injuries, church for your uncertainties
Tragedies, emergencies, these are only worldly things
See, you can cling to whatever you want
And just hope that what you're dependent upon
Will cross over into the infinite, I'm gone

[Verse 3]
I can't leave without saying this, though
It's important
This is for a select few: thank you
I'm thankful for the rest too, but they ain't you
It means a lot that you came through, this flame's fueled
The tank's full
I'ma blaze new trails on this journey, I'm still learning how to be
I'm getting older, still growing, knowing this I guarantee
In case you didn't now my steez (Here it goes)
J-A the me-son
But it's a new day, I'm tryna see sun
I quit with no AA and the reason is simple
The Good Sir is who I'm tryna become

[Outro]
Yea
That's just a little sneak preview
See, they say if you love something, you gotta set it free
So, you know
I had to let the Jameson go
See, what's the Good Sir Jameson without the Jameson
It's my roll model
Hey, I just want to say thank you for supporting Lame
It really means a lot to me
You are all good people
Sincerely, Good Sir