2 hundred blunts inside the ship

So you listen to me, listen to me Television is not the truth Television is a goddamn amusement park Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers sideshow freaks, lion tamers, and football players We're in the boredom killing business So if you want the truth, go to God There's no reality, just dive into your fantasies Don't have no envy, I don't try to meet these enemies Don't know what many see, but know that mine relate to me This negativity been lurking, what the problems be Ain't give no f*ck when I was hurt, and shit ain't bother me But when I try to give your heart, it's not enough for thee Don't like the drama that's involved, I keep it out of reach You tell me what it's never like to diss inside my vision I lost so many missions, got back up and hit precision My creativity is something that you cannot clinch with These niggas suck, they bitch too much at me inside the rough I walk inside my lenses shut, don't need to see the punch When I get up, I'll cop a scade', eat a daily lunch But until then, I'll keep this grin, I know the reaper waits I get a win and chill again, my days I sleep away The evil angel floats above me, watch me dream away She rubs my cheek and says, my prince we mustn't lose the flame I tell this bitch we in this shit, I'm never losing pace Still independent, f*ck it bitch, I still can get my way 200 blunts inside this ship, we getting high to space I'm in the clouds, I'm thinking bout the memories I miss Ain't never been too close to family, I hate that shit SMT and , my homemade family we forever lit We on go, that's all we know, that's all it's ever been