Fool

Honestly i might just end it when the sun comes out
Hard to get is happiness when everywhere theres cloud
Im a fool for being educated yeah no doubt
Can somebody gimme a booth then imma handle the crowd
I speak true my words is in a different sound
To weak ears might seem like im fooling around
Part of me is being proud of everything im about
Pardon me i never met that part of me till now

Walking on my own tears
You can call me jesus
Barefooted on the block
Only cold beneath us
Hard to believe but
I had faith since i was a fetus
What it do
I got the homies in the big building
Eenie miney moo
My mama keep looking sleepy
Promised i would buy her a house
Off my first cd
Told her im doing my best
But i cant be undefeated
I just need a little time
To make you believe it

I just need a little time
I had to repeat it
Cause all the homies keep dying
When chasing a feeling
Of being stars over planets
Full of bad people
In a night sky
Every little star is equal
Am i a fool for even being alive, really?
If i die now will my words never sound silly?
Is me living just keeping me from the greater things?
My way of living is stupid
But thats the state of things

See my face
Thru the highs and the lows
I've seen it before
Feel like
And its late
But i been here before
And in case
U forgot who i was
Im a fool to world
To the past
To the people i know
Im a fool yeah

Homie i
Know it well
The hide, the veil
The rolling eyes
When i hide
Im running
Im a
Lonely man
I understand
The cash in hand
Dont mean
Its my money

With my focus in
The focusing
Is on my
Lonely hands
I like rubbing
You and i
Molding in
To broken men
A broken man
Dont need to be funny

I fear it be a cold december
Maybe the coldest ever
Pull the family near me
I want my loving
Easy now, i dont remember
Being focused ever on
Anything other than being
A nothing

A homie got his own agenda
Learning to cope with menacing memories
Using medicin as stuffing
Looking at my only set of teeth
My lowly centrepiece
My self-esteem
Need a little loving

The hate is in my skin
Supplied by the words of a man
That chose the mob over people
That needed loving
Stacking up the sins
Black toygun in his hand
Stealing from people
That aint never had it coming

Suddenly all of my trust fund money missing
How you call yourself a daddy
Leaving me and ma with nothing
I been feeling like a fool
I aint never had no chance
No body ever see who i is
Noone seen my face

Thru the highs and the lows
I've seen it before
Feel like
And its late
But i been here before
And in case
U forgot who i was
Im a fool to world
To the past
To the people i know
I'm a fool yeah

Homie i
Know it well
The hide, the veil
The rolling eyes
When i hide
Im running
Im a
Lonely man
I understand
The cash in hand
Dont mean
Its my money

With my focus in
The focusing
Is on my
Lonely hands
I like rubbing
You and i
Molding in
To broken men
A broken man
Dont need to be funny