Epiphany

The summertime at six o'clock's about the hour My afternoon white russian has got me louder My house a-walkin' out of with a pic of my hair Rap or two a-bean inside of me that no one can hear See my neighbor and his drink in the bedroom's overhead Caught on yesterday's, yesterday's, I'm caught on the years It's been the same shit, my sentences are starting with swears Like I swear I could've done so much more I can just look at the stars and kinda think away My eyes can explore he and I, bust my thoughts with the party and whores I'm in the butt because I know I could've done more But yo, without a phony because Hard times are homelessness, cmerica's backyard wars Had the pain he can't face to make him act all hard While I think he could've let a new charge Delete the bars, take ourselves from out the ship I'm like Uranus to Mars, while we figure out what is it that caused Without the law if I can't change the step of life I'll be the difference of yours cnd we hit an epiphany just like that y'all Like that y'all, like that Hold it off for a while cnd wonder off for miles Holding in to lies I'm here, you're still alive Hold it off for a while cnd wonder off for miles Holding in to lies I'm here, you're still alive Okay I'm talking shit, it's like my life has got me puzzled I can't find where I fit I'm seeing signs in the sky, the biggest one is the dick I wanna shoot like a star, f*ck a gun in the clear My brother, he interrupts with a curse to his bitch She kinda leaning out the house with a rope like Rick Flair He all pissed like she think she's so slick cnd her problems be occurring, it's becoming old shit Old shit was my answer, did you see that there? My brother had me do that, I ain't seen it in years I give the black call, he gives a hug like a bear He pulls out the crystal ball and starts to take me through years of Good times are ones that couldn't match it Fly birds dropping wings to leave a message My eyes bucked out to indicate I get it cnd at that moment I got a little restless Just holding on for miles Holding on for miles I wanna come home for miles Holding on for miles Holding on for miles I'm here, you're still alive Just holding on for miles Holding on for miles I wanna come home for miles Holding on for miles Holding on for miles I'm here, you're still alive It's like I'm sitting on a dock in the bay The unexamined life was one I was living what philosophers say From a biblical sense I'm just an object of clay I gotta get up, get out, and get something today I left my back up, get on a plane, they flying it straight I'm feeling good now, 30,000 feet on the state of mind I sit there facially for problems to wait But it's cool cause most of them I couldn't solve for the day In the face of my fears I grab a parachute and debate Should I jump on out into the flying sea ships? I'm on a mission to get down out of the way But when I jump I see my death row take me away