Good Days

What another fucking beautiful day (Yeah, what's up Q, man?) Same old shit, what can I say? My lady left me, cuz my shit wasn't air tight Plus I couldn't put down that goddamn get right Chasing money like greyhounds chase bunnies I'm always laughin', but it's probably cuz I feel funny Sometimes I think that I took the wrong mission Tryin' to create a stable life for a family that's long missin' But maybe Satan's tryin' to change my position And catch me flinchin', that's the oldest dish in the kitchen But what can a man save as a slave? Celebrate impending graves like Morpheus threw the rage In the cage, smoke rage and sip age On the sun rays, In LA where I stay It seems tomorrows gon' be the same What can a nigga say?, today was a good day I woke up to my pops coughing blood On top of that, I ain't sleep in about a month My routine Rembrandt on looped keys that's spooky Tryin' not to be the Mookie in my own movie Truthfully I'm like "Is that what I look foward to when you grow old?" "Is that what my future hold?" I pack another bowl Like there's kids in Africa who'd love to get high right now It's a high horse to ride that give time for me to write down Thinking too much like drinking through ulcers You tapping to the rhythm I'm fingering for the pulse But the fumes like it's dead The news bad weather, told Q We get through it make the blues more better We crack Denzel grins, let the pens spill, let it quell these Melanin tails spin that wheel until the brew is empty Jolly faces over water melancholy plates What can I say? I guess today was a good day Stay stressing like James off Good Times Mad like, like Bokeem Woodbine in the 90's In the fuckin' call center, all summer all winter Eatin' small dinners, cheefin' off chinners Thought I skeeted in her mouth, I skeeted off in her And them Plan B's cost like 40, 50 dollars, 60? All I got is 30, I know we got 3 days boo Let's try and fuckin' hurry doe So I don't end up married You end up on that Maury Show Pissin' off your parents cuz I named our seed Ontario In other wordly news, random acts of violence observed Young boys pushing up daisies Just to fertilize Marigolds Cuz all that stressin vein in pressure Fit to make em varicose And this bullshit check make me wish I sold Yay What can I say? Today was a good day Chinese food in the city Me, my girl, and her friends Me, my girl, and her friends Me, my girl, and her friends One was a bitch and one was a hoe And both got on my nerves so let's see how this goes God's testing my patience keepin' me on my toes So we roam, to the party we go I got liquor on my mind plus my body and soul And as the night wore on I got outta control Hipnotiq is for bitches, justifiably so But mix it with champagne you'll realize what I know That getting drunk is getting drunk No matter which road you go Mix it up and shit is fucked yo the further you go Just rhymed "go" with "go" so you know it gets worse Cuz Chinese food mixed liquor will eventually burst Bad things happen I can't mention in verse Thought I died twice carry me in a hearse One from alcohol poisoning then from embarrassment Guess it's imperative to relive this narrative To recall when depression gives away That life's just a lesson today is a good day