Dollar Short

I spit my best verses when I'm hurting
I spit my worst verses when I'm perfect
I'm still the reverse of nervous
You measure me by my worth
Then I'm still the reverse of servant
You measure me by my birth?
Then I'm still the reverse of ummm
Fuck it, drop it, though
The son forever prodigal
Still drifting from friends
Just lil tabs in my chronicle
Still pretentious as shit
A king among the common folks
So yeah, I guess that I've been keeping to me
Pop up once and again just to see where you be
Might give you something to spend to fix my energy
And it's really all to satisfy my vision of me
But my good can't outweigh my bad
Karma's coming for me
Whoa
Too real, just a little bit
You gotta lose your filter to really spit, so
I'ma continue
I'ma speak my shit
I hope you brought some tissues
You gone need that shit
My Dad popped up, he lost his leg
Need a lil cash
Told that nigga
"I'm more than a bank, you're supposed to be a Dad"
He doesn't reply; a day later?
Look who's calling? Dad
Talk for 10 minutes, chat it up
Wasn't even bad
Wait another day, he hit me up
Needing more cash?
I know I gave that nigga extra
It could not be gone this fast
Say he need some cigarettes
I don't even reply back
He still hit me up like every day
But why am I so sad?
Pay a little to learn a lot, I guess
Don't let it ever be said that Chandler didn't try his best
I can't live a life of regrets
Been there, done that
Learned my lesson, moved past
Now I'm at the edge of the precipice
Call of the void. Don't be
Calling the boy. I'm on
Do not disturb. I am
The dream deferred
Spending all my time worried 'bout what happens when I'm gone
And the rest of my time making all these songs
And when I'm gone?
Tell 'em bury me loose
I ain't never been about the views
(I don't wanna live forever)
Just bury me loose
And don't let 'em give you an excuse
You tell 'em, tell 'em bury me loose
(I don't wanna live forever)
Got me thinking 'bout the future
What it holds for me
I never thought I'd live enough
To see an older me
Still don't think I'm strong enough that I can
Shoulder these burdens
My knees hurting
Who's looking over me?
Been a long fucking year now, ain't it?
2020 vision looking less clear now, ain't it?
Somedays, I'm forgetting you ain't here now, strangely
Somedays, think about you 'til the tears fall, maybe
A bit wrong 'cause I ain't cried since you left
I tell myself that I'm strong but I'm lying, oh well
This is probably the point most folks gone ask if I'm well
You think I'm rapping for y'all?
Man, these raps for myself, huh
I'm such a trickster
Do this shit every winter
Chandler cold in December
Chandler cold in December
Every line an enigma
Every line a new picture
Every night, it gets bigger
Every night, yeah I miss you
Yeah
Yeah, I miss you

7 Days After
7 days slacker
7 days mister
7 days, I miss you
For 7 whole days, I miss you
Yeah, I miss you
What I wouldn't give for 7 more days with you