Highs and Lows

They told me find my niche but I'm way too diverse
While these nillas spit the same shit in every verse
Combining chemical compounds I switch in reverse
Particles collide and then the shit just disburses
I'll take the Adam's apple out a rapper shit I'll go first
I ain't no battle rapper but I make this shit sound rehearsed
I ain't saying I'm the best I'm just saying you the worst
If you tryin' to throw down some bread my nilla I'll give you the works
Ain't got no ice on yo neck
You ain't out there making shit skirt
Just bought my bitch a new whip
Won't drive that shit cuz it's hers
I pop a pill by the perk
I pluck the pot by the purp
I might just go sell my soul
Depending on what it's worth
They say it's never your time
It's really only your turn
I'm trying to burn what I've earned 'fore I turn up in an earn

Through the highs and the lows
How this life really goes
Clear your mind cleanse your soul
Before you wind up in a hole

Man I'm so fuckin sick of these sycophants
Twacked out so belligerent
Suckin straws like its licorice
Chasin dragons like Icarus
Brain dead like some carcasses
Like a zombie apocalypse
All these self centered narcissists
Talkin bout some retarded shit
Stealin rhymes like a larcenist
You ain't no fuckin artist bitch
No you don't wanna start this shit
On these beats I'm an arsonist
Poppin pills like a pharmacist
You be smokin' on shards and shit
Broke and looking for bargains
Like money's so fuckin hard to get
I got stacks so fat they can't be bent
Just sent a pack then I went and paid my rent
You on the corner begging for a couple cents
Fuckin bummy ass bitch go and crawl back in your tent

Through the highs and the lows
How this life really goes
Clear your mind cleanse your soul
Before you wind up in a hole
Through the highs and the lows
How this life really goes
Clear your mind cleanse your soul
Before you wind up in a hole



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Wheeler
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