Timing Is Everything

What's left to say
When I said it better yesterday anyway
When I was waiting on my Cinderella day
That never came
Eh whatever
They made me a ghost
Floating forever
So let me levitate
Level up
Because the game can not kill me
If I'm already dead weight
And it's like I died a thousand deaths to get to this place
Now I'm out of breath
From chasing my fifteen minutes
Painting a Sistine
Running a clinic
With every sixteen
Billy Jean bars
Call it moonwalk talking
Still a killer
Kings Disease Nas
With a lost trilogy in me
Jimmying these locks
Nobody giving the keys
Nobody knocks
I don't even want or need a shot at this anymore
There was a time I'd probably put my fucking fist through the door
Wishing, I had a nickel
For every single, wrinkle
And every inch of this scar tissue accumulated
Been chewed up and underestimated
Spit right out on the pavement
But It's painless
For the Fameless ones
Stuck in this beautiful matrix
My time came and went
Maybe it's done
Time and tide wait for none