Sugar & Spice

I've got an old young blonde for myself
But she's been dying her hair so often
I am in need of a picture of her on my shelf
I hold her well
Keeping me on lock
While the safest of bets, ain't after it
Baking this game, I batter it up
And even it out again
Like I am finishing up my second album
It's luck that came and found
And told me like
'Hey what's up man?
I see you still ain't got plans
In life, well, here's hip-hop
And fill up the ink in the pen
Give it a shot and you might be
Good as a deity like Aphrodite'
Fuck it, a pipe-dream
For people that don't wanna do shit
I tell them politely
Ultralightbeam
Life is a gift and you should use it wisely
Tackle precisely
Cause all of us are just trying to win
But some of us ain't that good at it
Oh well
Call me and I'm willing to help you myself
Cause I was going through some shit of my own
And look at me now
I'm feeling happy and proud

I'm working on myself again
I gotta keep working on myself again
I gotta keep keep working on myself again
Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah
I'm working on myself again
I gotta keep working on myself again
I gotta keep keep working on myself again
Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again

My momma busy as I am
I know she miss my
I'm trying to efficiently find more time
But it's hiding from me
I hope she listens and hears all of these lyrics I'm writing
Cause somehow putting it in music is easier for me
I mean it's a bunch of work and it can drive you berserk
All of the sacrifices you make
And it starts with no returns
But every rock that you drop in the water
Begins to ripple and starts to tickle you
The itching of it slowly burns
Fuck up more often
I'm telling you
Dwelling on shit that doesn't resemble importance
I cannot be wasting my time on
Pick 'em all out and tell them goodbye
Somebody once told me
Every record'll brake if it keeps being played again
Give it some time, it's a matter of when
Who's keeping tabs on the wax releases?
The pieces of all of the children that filled them up
It's gotta be millions
Overkill, it sucks
They think they must or catch up on some different stuff
But honestly, I only wish they didn't give a fuck

I'm working on myself again
I gotta keep working on myself again
I gotta keep keep working on myself again
Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah
I'm working on myself again
I gotta keep working on myself again
I gotta keep keep working on myself again
Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again

I'm feeling like it ain't a thing in this world that can beat me
I'm heading straight towards a goal surely worth the reaching
Preaching honestly and love
No better way to do it than the one above
It's all we're looking for
If not then tell me what
I'ma try and give it to you
Sometimes it's hallelujah
But other times it's all rhymes
That call the vibes
In all our vice
Canes of sugar and spice
Making sure that it's nice
I'll bring the purest delights
Do I deserve all of these words
Given to me like a curse
Gotta fulfill like a purpose
You know it hurts us
Simultaneous I'm feeling perfect
Once all the verbs are lining up
Urgent, let 'em all fly like a bird
Making it sure that they're heard
Tables will turn
I prefer it shaken, not stirred
And again I'm only a friend
I'm not the one to praise
I am not who heaven sent
All I am is all of these words that I defend
And I welcome you to follow all of them until the end

I kinda pull weight
I kinda pull weight
I kinda pull weight
I kinda pull weight
I'm working on myself again
I gotta keep working on myself again
I gotta keep keep working on myself again
Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah

My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of things
My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of things
My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of things
My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of