Atmosphere - Superman lyrics

[Slug] (Yo, what happened to you man? What, you just woke up like that? You weren't like that yesterday What have you been eating?) And he got bored one day and jumped out of a third story window Hit the curb in a sprint position (what?) And that was the first time he found himself different from the rest Thus began him on his quest for individualism (why?) He felt he had some big decisions to make Superpowers can't be all fun and games Piece of cake in the park under sun rays I mean wait, he wishes he understood Wait, hold up, does this mean now That he's obligated to roam around and do some good? Maybe he should keep it hidden from his neighborhood I doubt his girl would even try to comprehend it if she could And he ain't trying to be nobody's circus sideshow freakshow Better keep it discrete and hide it from these people But one day on his way to Falafel King for some lunch He was approached by these three cats that he'd gotten stoned with once He cracked a smile, extended an arm to give the first one a pound Brought the fist down, and sunk him deep into the ground Whoops, cat's out the pillow sack You see that puddle? Well that particular molecular displacement has a mom Who's gonna want an explanation As to why her son Jason, her pride and joy Is now liquid boy dripping down the pavement Save it You'd better bolt and hide Because war patrol gets a hold of your throat you'll probably hope to die Oh snap, you can fly It's time to take it to the air And quit tripping, who ever told you that existence was supposed to be fair? (Ayo man, why you squish my homeboy, man? Yo dawg, this kid owed me like ten dollars, dude Why'd you have to k** him?) Made it, landed in the backyard Fast like a track star The flight was basic And the landing, it wasn't that hard Now act smart Pack the things you need and leave Say your peace to this diseased place and keep it free Face the east, spread your wings Wait, I hear police sirens coming to inquire about the deceased I wonder if your chest can deflect bullets Contemplate surrender to escape this excess stress Bet nobody thinks about the emotional drain That it takes to have special strengths and advanced brains And now he's dancing with sanity solo Trying to hold his inner ground Devising a rushed blueprint Blocking all sight and sound And pictures of all the childhood trauma All the livelihood, the drama The time spent wondering, pondering the secrets of imagination No way could anyone have understood this present situation Yo mom If they take me down, believe I'm gonna miss you And if I ain't around take comfort knowing I went out with a fistfull I swear it was accidental, I never meant to It ain't my fault I don't know how it started off nor how it shall result But I'll be damned if I give the man the satisfaction of taking down the man who could have taken out that man with all his ba*tard plans And at one glance it was romantic if you think The freak slit his own throat And bled to d**h in the kitchen sink X3 No longer worried about health or wealth A superhero's true weakness is themselves X4 I need to lower my expectations I never said I was Jesus Nah, I'm Superman With a capital S (Ayo man, you got 35 cents?)