Never really ever thought about it
Got a bit of a temper no doubt
In the past I went wrong about it
Instead of staying calm I flipped out
Got lucky never hurt no body
When I was younger got close at parties
Whenever mutha f*ckers wanted to get roudy
Had big homies pulling me out of it
Sadly not everybody I knew made it
Had me tripping throwing fists at the pavement
Mad at the world like I could change it
Not knowing the world was crazy before I came here
Same year I lost so many friends
Was the same one I decided I needed a change
Moved away to Cali
Came right back
Guess this place I love is a trap
When the people doing evil just to keep a couple bucks
The believers have needed another plush
Lie to coincide with all of the previous ones
Abandoning reasoning
For the plan of achieving things
That no one ever really needed
I'll just post up getting weeded
Cuz I don't really feel like getting heated over things that
I just can't control
So I stay prepared and keep a fat joint rolled
Just in case someone gets in my face over bull shit just to become my foe
I don't need new enemies or friends
Just leave me be in my lab once again
No one ever cared about me in the past
Keep it that way so we don't clash
Now that I'm grown with a family of my own gotta keep right
No more fist fights in the late night
Gotta stay peaceful with a lit pipe
Make music to keep a still mind
No deep waters in the desert
Just wind storms kicking dust up bet its
Been another mutha f*cking day to get a better living
Giving everything I got to beat the system with it
Sometimes I get livid when I'm angry
Can't help it tried to be a calmer man
But the world keeps turning in the direction of fury only making me go more mad
So I bless up heavy with the weed
Get so high nothing's bothering me
Look to the sky searching for peace
In a war ridden world that I can't leave
They keep telling me I need to breathe...