[Intro]
Yeah
I've been putting it together
Never thought I figure it out
The big picture
Or at least I think I figured it out
Conspiracies can be tricky
Have to be tricky too
[Hook]
Big picture, it all comes together
Big picture, it all forms together
To provide a clearer view
Of what you need to do
Big picture, it all comes together
Big picture, it all forms together
To provide a clearer view
Of what you need to do
[Verse 1]
I put in one small puzzle piece
And now I understand everything
I take a step back; try to figure it out
But I don't know what the f** it's all about
I apparently have six degrees of seperation
Everybody has a relation with me
And apparently they create the beer
To keep me crying, over here
And to make me forget about the conspiracy
Make me think it's all silly
With the drink erasing my memory cells
But, I don't feel like I'm in hell
Instead, I feel like I'm going to die
Because I consistently get high
I cannot erase the memory
Because the big picture is just staring at me
[Hook]
Big picture, it all comes together
Big picture, it all forms together
To provide a clearer view
Of what you need to do
Big picture, it all comes together
Big picture, it all forms together
To provide a clearer view
Of what you need to do
[Verse 2]
I didn't finish high school but I can still grasp
Things like science, and math
Why the cars constantly avoid me
I cannot die, can't you see
That this is my own personal groundhog day
Well they don't take anything that I say
Seriously, they try to neglect me
Therefore it's making me feel like I'm trapped...
In hell, which is like show and tell to a child
Except you don't know this well
That you cannot escape
All the neglect and the f**ing hate
That you get from people all around the world
Money is the root of all evil and it's absurd
That you have to play the game
Of the conspiracy, and that's a damn shame
[Hook]
Big picture, it all comes together
Big picture, it all forms together
To provide a clearer view
Of what you need to do
Big picture, it all comes together
Big picture, it all forms together
To provide a clearer view
Of what you need to do
[Verse 3]
3rd verse:
Isn't it funny, the words that I hear?
That I've been fed d** to surpress my own tears
And apparently they're working together
To provide a cash flow; that'll last forever
And I'm a part of it by donating
Therefore that gives them a reason to keep on hating...
Me. They don't want me in a jail cell
They want me walking around trying to get a story to tell
But they will never listen
Therefore I will go back and f**ing glisten
My former friends, give them f**ing benz
And support them, time and again
It's a never ending cycle that I don't realize
Because I probably been writing rhymes thousands of times
And whenever I discover them
I'm shocked to see the big picture my friend