Nuclear

I step out of the function with a blunt in my hand
I need a second to breathe
Hop in the Camry sedan
It got the keys in it
I turn my music on, inhale until I see visions
The sunroof open now
The stars and moon serene
I prefer these still moments to the ones where people screaming
Got love if you support me, but I'll never find no meaning
In attention due to fact that I make tracks that's gilded, gleaming
Gallivanting over subjects that expand on what you thinking
Just a poet with a knack for putting nasty rhymes in sequence
Don't get seduced by artists
We ain't living how you see us
Tried to practice what I preach
But I'm attracted to mystique
And so I'll leave a little room
For you to solve the mystery of
Who I was before I put up the hood
And stepped up to the mic with dreams of being understood

But for now, I'll snap back to the gallery
Fuck, I need a salary
Get out and bring the cameras
The paparazzi after me



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