Crowd Break

There's a certain novelty in knowing
That you hotter than a stove
And if I'm not, then I don't got no business flowing
Picking pockets, pick your poison
Strip the prophet of his coin
And hit the bank as I deposit all the problems I should probably get anointed
The opposite of boisterous
Ponds full of coy fish
Poolside tongue kisses from a set of moist lips
Who's high? Joint tips burn until I'm jointless
Talking to myself and then I wonder who that voice is
Travel back to Earth after hours in the stars
After hours at the party, after parties at the bar
Aston Martin in the driveway, it probably isn't yours
And I know it isn't mine
Who the fuck owns this car?
Hop up in the driver's seat I guess we joyriding
In pursuit of all the finer things like I was oil mining
Inside of these designer jeans, I'm just a boy rhyming
One hand on the wheel so I'm smoking while I'm driving

I can't decide anymore
Which way I'm driving
No need to get excited
Cause we don't want no problems
Said I can't decide anymore
Which way I'm driving
Can't tell if I'm just high
Or if this really is the time of my life

Woke up on the floor again
Sort of kind of sore
I'm some sort of connoisseur or a glorified historian
Sold my oratory to an oral auditorium
Blunt ash turn the carpet to a crematorium
Back with no future cut the breaks on the Delorean
I'm back from the dead, ain't no Christian but I'm born again
No church in the wild
Ain't no rest for the sin bound
Jesus took the wheel and now I'm sitting in the impound
You know, flow fatherless
All my homie's theologists
Trying to find the universe where Tupac and God exist
Couple commas in the bank to raise the confidence
Pop a bottle just to show you all what time it is
I'm on a search for everlasting love and common sense
Fell off my high horse once, it ain't been common since
Type of shit that make me wonder what my problem is
Caution to the wind, give a fuck about the consequence

I can't decide anymore
Which way I'm driving
No need to get excited
Cause we don't want no problems
Said I can't decide anymore
Which way I'm driving
Can't tell if I'm just high
Or if this really is the time of my life

Can't tell if I'm just high
Or if this really is the time of my life