Existential Crisis

Death is bad, just ain't that bad to me, actually
Death is bad, just ain't that bad to me
Keeps me grounded just like gravity

What's the difference between justice and revenge huh?
On my path hella busy but I followed my compass to a ledge
Never stumbled off the edge
Nowadays I get love at events
But something smell funny and I'm troubled by stench, huh
I've Been accustomed even lusting to amend
Just a couple of my friends
Plus some cousins to defend
And my brother can't pretend
That these discussions in my head
Isn't motherfuckin sumn from Macbeth, huh
Like I don't think about pulling up on that old lady
That hit you with her car running lights so crazy
Don't blame me
Higher power tell me what's an eye for an eye in this society?
I can't let em EVER see that side of me
Cuz Im Black and enraged with my madness contained
Feeling like I gotta put my feelings back in a cage
Cuz speech ain't free when your skin this dark
If you look like me then I don't have to explain
That ain't a conversation they tryna have with me
Like buying drinks without tryna splitting the tab with me
Finishing all this gin in my glass quickly
My cup runneth over wishing it would come with closure but that's a tad silly
Really wishing I could ask Dizzy, damn

And so i sit here and wonder where the time has gone
Watching the past much like a king would reminisce the throne
There was once a glory now we tell the story shelved in our hearts
But it's in our hearts, rest in our hearts cuz

You're a beautiful lie and I'm the painful truth yeah
That's just how we view life cuz death just ain't as cool yeah
You're a beautiful lie and I'm the painful truth yeah
That's just how we view life...