Strung Out

It's so sad when you lose a written
Because you forget the mood you used to get in
Now it's gone
What have I done?
Am I really at the bottom when I empty all the rum?
What's a bigger pill to swallow?
Tell me all is done!
I figured I could win the lotto
Many odds I've won
Distance I was meant to follow
Tell me you're the one
When water fill a place that's hollow
Never coming up...
But, isn't it different?
When you think of it second
Never fidget, just listen
If it fit the description
This written go missing
So, the mischief I get in
My mission ain't prison
Paint me any color if it fit in a prism
Written scripture I'm given
And for me to lose it is a high crime
Like I'm lifted while sinning
Disci - why?
Do you keep us so distant?
Cuz mai tai is choking me
Now keep pouring liquor...
Don't fade
Don't stress
Finding something to love is a weight on my chest
Cold case
No rest
I will not stop writing from what I know best
Hold pain
Broken
How can I keep fighting when there is no end?
Don't chase
Hold it
I would ruin your love if it's me you chosen

I'm so strung out
Life's a bug out
Too many things on my plate
I struck out
When is enough now?
Is the sun out?
It's been so long in darkness
I'm losing where I come now
Can I come out?
From under some ground?
Always interested in the chicken but never Kung Pao
Pissing off the women but they stick around somehow
My mother still supportive of an artform she don't love now

But I keep explaining that this music is release
I hope my fans connect when it's finally on the streets
Cuz finally I'm at peace
I'm finding me on the beat
Rhyming I need to be
Cuz climbing right to the peak
Is what I frequent, see?
But this pain feeling like a fuckin' blizzard I can't freaking see
I guess telling my story is not on your frequency
So let me speak my peace
Cuz I wreak of weed
I guess that's just how delinquents be
Roll up with green hashish
If this dream just a dream
Then don't speak to me
Cuz I'll be who I be
Until I meet my queen
Until I bleed my dream
Until I leave the scene
Until I know that my dream complete
Until I blow all my cash on this weekend spree
Until I fold cuz these cats won't stop beating me
Until these hoes stop calling and start leaving me
Until I know that my fans will start speaking free
Until I break from this hold that is keeping me
Until I fade like a ghost for the decency
I was paid like a host
But now I'm seated, G
I could wade off the coast of this freakin' sea
Catch a wave, do the most but I'm still a freak
So I'll put my sound in the Cloud and just give it free



Credits
Writer(s): Simon Lezaja
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