FOOD Lyrics

You learn a lot about yourself when the rent's late

Wake up on the 5th bout to do some ish just to get ya bread straight

No feng shui in ya head space

And they're telling you to stick to ya guns, like a red state

So much red tape anytime you try something

Filling out 300 forms just to die suffering

Stress becomes the norm and you high function

Somehow I hate it yet I love it

Pride in being tested

While still knowing if my skin was tinted I'd probably be arrested

Talk about a mindfuck

Got us fighting over crumbs just to die stuck

View a dead foe as a step to climb up

And noticing that most their wins all hinge on blind luck

But as long as I'm alive I'm a ride what

And try to lift the whole squad up, that's why the motto's been

Fuck it either get it or buck it let's let it go

Fuck living like a sucker it's something we'll never know

Been down but never out, getting high but never low

Some, dudes'll become food when they move but that's never Sko

I never been convivial with the trivial

I give the minimum to the minimal

Until my times up

Never lacking vitamins or minerals

Once I learned she hid the highs inside of a ritual

Cloaked with refrains

Chad said drink the rain

Brad said it's petulance

Put my toes upon the precipice

Been micro-dosing the decadence

Megabytes for the biters, multiverses of evidence

The kid went from Lou Roe to Truffaut

Twin Peaks like a Blue Rose

Fire-walking and the shoes glow

The tenfold is two fold

The tent poles move like Antetokounmpo

Robbing these #@&% like let's rock

In search of freedom see the world like Epcot

Saw runaway slaves handed wet socks on bedrock

And photoshopped dreads on the head of a fed they said was Dred Scott

So, Fuck it either get it or buck it let's let it go

Fuck living like a sucker it's something we'll never know

Been down but never out, getting high but never low

Some, dudes'll become food when they move but that's never Sko

When the liquor and dope hit the liver and throat

And the wickedest folk float in a river of smoke

Killers who step on hope like shit was a roach

And feel absolutely nothing when pistols emote

You start to retrace the steps

Wonder how we'd be if we erased the stress

If we repaid the debts

Instead we place a net

And we waste the checks on a freeway to death

Mostly stay depressed

By the same old baby steps

Refighting wars we won twice

Updating apps for some sunlight

Table scraps lead to gunfight

A billionaire made one mic, we're all starring in bumfights

Psychotic, our biopic is myopic

Fake legacies and blind optics

Just to raise cowards and die toxic

Embrace your power fore the pine box hit, my response is

So, Fuck it either get it or buck it let's let it go

Fuck living like a sucker it's something we'll never know

Been down but never out, getting high but never low

Some, dudes'll become food when they move but that's never Sko