Pandora's Box

Step ya feet like a one two step Off the leaves show the color on your true flesh Sipping bottles in the summertime Beach layers on my street faders I'm a kid from the coast and the beach is my home But the desert is my sandbox Fucking up my time now, I just wanna shine now This a girl name karma giving handjobs For anybody that is stepping on a landmine Still wonder what my lifeline speaking to the pipeline Imma lay low think of you sip white wine Can't complain, my life ain't going sideways Moving upward, flying at my pace With the weed so strong, it's giving me migraines Demons monsters try to fly planes Dreams deep inside will cater to mind games But I control this shit, Lebron James I could get real gritty like this the Conway Talking sideways, tripping yo mind like Andre I could say it will never rewind it, you can find All my sins trapped away in a box don't open it It's in yo hands but it's mine to expose it Can't complain when the nights are cold Keep ya doors locked up, or six feet with a stone Never flinch never fold, two rips to the dome Lost in my thoughts ain't no way this kid getting home Bag chasing, in a hurry I ain't never want no ass beating Cuz the game turn you right into a dead man Wrong move and you could meet the sandman Hold up baby lemme hop up on this trans am Run away, getting wired for the dash cam Anyways, young woman released worst of the world from a little box Cold diseases, Rest In Peace to Stuart Scott Demons, monsters, don't excuse Medusa Mirror screens I use computers More like sound of music I got dreams and I can prove it Came from hell, I chose to do it Spark my being I cannot move it Smoking weed don't know what truth is If I had a penny for my thoughts My two cents would be spent New dash line, and now it's called credit Better pay one back, give another two cents Before it's all done Now we all dead