World on Fire

Oh what a shame, all she did was bring me pain
My minds racing I feel all my thoughts are circling the drain
Think of life as a game, and I just wanna switch off
Throat and chest burning but that's on account of the green cough
I'm dying slow like Reservoir Dogs Tim Roth
List in front of me all these boxes that I'm tryna check off
Enough with going with my gut or my first thought
These days I crave something stronger, no longer
Skating as much 'cause I have a craving as such
Adrenalin fills my veins, keeps me from going insane
Never played this game before, I'm always craving more
I change flows like a U-F-O from Roswell, New Mexico
My pizza's never Dominoes
I can see your weakness when you show the lack of what you know
Favorite skater Sean Pablo
People been asking how i felt in that mo'
And I meant for rhyming to be just something fun to do
Always try to ensure that my style stays true
And listen to these skills now you could say I'm sick with the flu
She turns to me she asks "Oh, you're a skater too?"
I say I've been skating years and being sick is nothing new
An empty gaff and a shit ton of beer
Fools consider this the party of year but only if the bag is near
Making assumptions about me as if you know me
But know this you're no bitch
No fist needed, guilty is what I've pleaded
Of course my thoughts have been seeded in some strange shit
But don't be walking into my life thinking you can change shit
Everyday I've been smoking top of the range spliffs
My pen mighty like a sword and ya might just get hit