Wake

[Verse]
Please put the battery
Back in my back
I’m backing up fast
While hacking up hash
I turned it to ash
I need a new bag
I’m back to that
What a drag
Aw dag
He’s dressed in snags
Again
He’s caught
Not a brag
Retards
Not a lad
He got round left
All of em left
‘cept the real ones
But they far
Not a shit gave
Crashing my car
Homies since day one
Stick to the phone
Bumps and hassles
Y’all stay in the yard
I know that I got a place to call home
I wanna roam and stay
At the same time whoa
Can’t make up my dome
I wanted to break my phone
I was just chasing a ghost
I was amazing the most
You wasn’t taking the time
Meanwhile they taking my dime
I wanna make em a toast
Drink from the tears from my eye
I wanna make em recline
But I know I’m it supposed to
I was so hopeful why
Getting too close
To the flame in my mind
Memories roasting
I’m stoking the fire
I’m getting higher and higher
I’m not getting high anymore
That’s not by choice
I can’t stop
Long enough to enjoy it
Friends with the pot
But right now I’m annoying him
And he’s been avoiding me damn
As tough as I am
Touching my hands
That’s disappointing to me
Drinking the poison to sleep
Waking up later than lamps
Impatience making me cramp
Gets harder to take a stand
Government giving me grands
What is the catch
I know it’s there
I thought nobody really even cared
I have no problem breathing
In the evening air
Without you demons near
I had to buff up my muscles from ear to ear
Now I be chuckling but struggles are there
No need to juggle my troubles I’m aware
But how many things can you not really bare
What does that bring you and why don’t you share
Why don’t stop if it’s not fair
Why don’t you take every problem you have
And escape it
You know all the answers are out there
Being home low chance to amount to something
Doing nothing is doubting the competition
Do not dare
Dead wood feeds
Shit you can’t see
But it’s out there
Said books need
Not look past
You learned to count
You made accounts
And trust your feed
But you won’t feed your mind
It’s just a seedling down their
Ways gotta change
It’s already strange to me
So why not give it a day
And play it out they’re
Not elated what I’m bout swear
I gotta have a different way to paint it
Need a straighter canvas
I’m okay with being pained
If I can put it on a pane or ledger
Music’s my pain and pleasure
Immeasurable how it gains momentum
But it’s welcome
I seldom be without it
Training treasure
And even if it’s not my measures
I feel every texture
I sit and listen to the lectures
Of the giants whose shoulders I stand on
Can’t tell me the man wrong