[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