The sky isn't really blue.

I don't got a choice I don't got a choice I done seen the cobras and I hoped they rapped my along Then I cut the grass and brought the rake to send them home Like Elian Gonzalez four AM before the dawn Look into my eyes and you can see in the beyond No I won't explain it I just hope you understand Invest your time in research like you do it for the gram Took 36 photos and you only choosing one An hour that you've wasted on some momentary love Can't you see what you've become You been losing touch Forgotten how to love girl you need to open up They don't tell you nothing Because they just want to f*ck you Got hear these thoughts so I cry out every noise Serve that food for thought what is your dietary choice I can take you higher than Mariah careys voice Sucking helium from balloon walking backwards on the moon Smoking weed for better views Then you said Yea you said The sky isn't really blue The sky isn't really blue The sky isn't really blue The sky isn't really blue