Four years of songs 250 blongs
50000 page views every month strong
Even when I am I'm never really gone
I dawn every time I'm turning the city on
Had plenty to do this year so long
My career and life kept my abilities drawn
Had to back burner till festivities calm
No read palm could have foreseen my qualm
I believe in what I believe in
For some and no good reasons
It's like all four at the same time seasons
My heart stopped oxidizing my breathing
All of the old parts no longer conceiving
I don't know is all that I believe in
I believe in that there really is meaning
That believing is more than just feeling
Every night these red eyes screaming
Instead of sight they'd rather be dreaming
I got to fight back this heavy eyed feeling
Cause if I go to bed they'll be no rap news streaming tomorrow
How will the world know meaning
Feening for a blend of my apolitical leanings
That's oxymoronical stealing
I try to Vitamix comically appealing
With a bit of kale and chocolate ganache peelings
Song blogging like flogging while I'm kneeling
Some kind of job but at the same time dealing
Personal professional monologue healing
So I write even when I don't feel like
Address the mic even when I don't feel right
Separate they hype from the news each night
Cause the world doesn't depend on what I feel like
It's never been some goal of mine try to prove this
I am not finished this is not a gimmick
No matter how diminished or to the outer limit
Doubters and the cynics I refuse to be typical