Hidden Gem

We might just be living with the perfect amount of dread Most of us don't come home and fall straight in bed I bought me a new watch, yeah, now I'm feeling dead Popped a capsule in my mouth now and it just melted I'm the only guy that can multitask that's why I'm the best But that don't matter though, cause soon my AI will beef with the feds Cause we acting like our governing documents won't ever be shred Nothing to do but being unemployed all year round Nothing left to be found but whatever the elites are funding And everything getting old after a couple hundred nights I'm a, I'm a geek, american school boy geek, geek Art competition just to not be bleak Then we are back to the fittest will survive And history would not be written just revised By the people who look back to when they had a life Hopefully it doesn't repeat itself in our lifetimes So if I want to get up and stand on my legs I need to get this shit set up like Stringer Bell Can't work just by myself when they gon run past like some gazelles Guess it's a win win if I get to spread the wealth Opportunities super seldom, how can I capture them? Ideas left and right but not enough time to master them Shit I wrote not deep anymore, all my work scrapped I am a hidden gem