who am I.... I hope I'm not a fake//
cause the second it gets unreal is when I hit the breaks//
don't wanna accelerate, well maybe at a slow pace//
wish to be less than jake cause I"m not feelin this race//
no ace up my sleeve, I want to leave on a sabatical//
not a radical change, just need to go I have to pull//
my own weight, hate that I'm consumed by all nighters//
I'm tired all the time seems like my brain has arthritis//
but I'm a fighter, give me a pipe and a lighter, pen and paper//
life? I do not hate her, wish I could just embrace//
wish I could ask my maker why that bitch has me so wasted//
this ain't all gravy baby, I mean we kill for no reason//
you say we're livin fine? bullshit's reakin, whats the meanin//
of us, in god we trust, but still I use his name in vein//
thats why I gotta go cause this hypocricy's insane//
now I'll refrain from complainin, how you livin?//
thanks for givin up your ear sometimes it's good simply to listen//
just been itchin on my mind, what you think? you think I lost it?//
well maybe thats the truth, but it's my life and I'm the boss kid//
you run your own... and I'll run mine
just go the fuck on home if you can't deal with the grind
can't find your niche yourself than don't come to me
moan and bitch on your own time because my time isn't free