Tunnel

Crudo hours got my head twisted Never gave a f*ck if I was gifted Ignoring any opportunities Unless they come with the poetry I'm a stubborn clown, I was never Phoenix I think living life is my greatest weakness I do comedy but I think I'm being it A friendless show yeah nobody seeing it Sleepless nights and restless days Got me Paranoid, all kind of ways Delusional that be the usual Mind was set on a funeral I was writing y'all a goodbye Suicidal off of med-high Anti depressants fucking lied to me But I'll never make momma cry for me This shit ain't hard to write dawg it's just hard to admit Swallowing my pride n booze, I fumble the shit Looking at the mirror and I recognize him Coward pup ran out of luck, it's looking real grim Never adjusted to life sis So Is the kid stupid for the vices? It depends on perspective and past experience I laugh at my pain 'cause I hate being serious Hideous even more internally Sparks of insanity, I got loose circuitry Mania makes my eyes go burgundy I know the devils prolly heard of me Prolly a fan, I know I ain't man I know the afterlife got a plan Ain't no surprise in dishonesty Self destruction is common compony All this baggage and I got no ticket My spirit cooked up like burnt brisket Dry as f*ck off the poor mans liquid Wicked shit going on just listen, shhh Graves that can exist scare me I pray for the homies who deadly Graves that can exist scare me I pray for the homies who deadly Graves that can exist scare me I pray for the homies who deadly Graves that can exist scare me I pray for the homies who deadly To all my day one homies that know me well Yeah we been done shit, we might go to hell We might die today, we might die tomorrow F*ck the penalties G 'cause we live in sorrow Always been 'round many who ain't had much Always hung 'round with a rad bad bunch And we plunge in the booze when we choose the vice over life If you lucky you get back up with the right punch 'Cause Its way more then gravity that's pulling you down kings die young, they never got to wear a crown Ten toes now but if you never jump up and shoot your shot you might never get to leave town F*ck a clown, this is serious shit No more hand me down, get on your intellect shit You know yourself best, get off that idiot shit If you see a point player go and intersect shit And I lose sleep, and I gain pain Only on that looseleaf I complain No air lane for my arcane Still toke loose leaf, no stress for brain And I lose sleep, and I gain pain Only on that looseleaf I complain No air lane for my arcane Still toke loose leaf, no stress for brain