freedom now

Just a lil juiced up for now, to put a bruise on
You got too much pride, try to lose some
Money multiplied but still the same as on the futon
I been keeping everything blunt, to live in nuance
Smash the gardens by the sidewalks of neighbors
Or pick yourself a bouquet, all thru exchanged favors
Grew up penniless, when on a ride, would hit Savers
Now I'm pennywise, a sad clown, with mad flavors
We all will compensate for something in the long run
May tell the world about it, put it on a new song
Just your average type of baggage that this gen does
On top of politics exposing these agendas
I may not qualify for riches cause my view just
Isn't in line with these suggestions from computers
Feel mystified, till I get fried and leave that hoopla-alone
Put on Pluto and get back to my adult shows

Adidas tracksuit feel like Hayato Ichimonji
Fighting for what's right, I'll kick your ass to keep it upbeat...
Just hit the gas, I roll with passion, nice and comfy
Never any pressure when on blast, or when I compete
Entitled's what your ass is really sounding like
And all to front, you just an act, Susan Sarandon type
To make it seem you really that when you get on the mic
A load of crap, when I go wrap, each time saran it tight
Gotta see the consequences for the things you speak
They gonna find a couple artifacts to cancel me
But when I play my words, it ain't all literally
Like people get confused when you write lyrically
Won't dumb it down for views, would rather keep it discrete
Leave people on the discord to inform the fleets
All because of one out of line written line
Like you never done that in your personal life, don't you lie now