had to rap 'til they shook for a lifetime

but placating wiser in hindsight

from the handouts to palm readers

it's gonna be a long evening

drinks for the war in my mind

peace for the certainty in tides

a long day has no equal

painted such a grand story

so what the truth got to do with not believing

wrote the script out the spin doctor's reaches

and the black out effect what i've bottled speaks volumes

had to queue the laugh track my apologies

what did you think would be the outcome?

the misalignment sold for the novelty

the shoot first attire for the eager

a gorgeous day indeed for the mighty

where they beat a man til the fight bleeds out of him

then ask you why you not smiling?

check it since we both make a living wage

if you really got my back no need to turn the page

start writing

disturb the water cooler conversations

redline 'til you clock out workdays

back to the bread line high notes

act like you been here in the first place eyeing it.

tried to tip the scales but most folks be unbothered

likely weight of the world behind them

didn't choose their god to be the dollar

showed up melancholic just for fodder

met a muse in violence

i've tried compliance

but the shoes don't fit for this long walk down the short plank candidate

don't try to size me up stood amongst the basics and the highest

it was not an honor.

a well of expectations sung the oddest lost amongst the masses

spent money it's known it goes to ashes

still gotta clock in tomorrow asshole

neighborhood watch from the barstool

act a hermit when he faced with the daytime

talk like it only hit below the waistline

y'all can't seat me on the sidelines

refuse to be an outlier

zero sum game applied 'til none becomes the wisest

hope the soma start drowning out the sirens

secrets bottled up behind the peachy keen calluses

better hope you mean what you say while preaching pretense

fire when i felt like it

penny for your thoughts 'til i make it rain senseless for leverage

now who the hell is quiet?

burn cabbage to keep me in the bylines

pessimistic with a pollyanna routine remedy

that's how i started rhyming

finality has gotta be the silver lining

but in the meantime this black sheep came to rap

and i had louie looping what a wonderful world

an insane life, a comedy

pursuing what i do is useless

few i kept along for the movement

simply placed with anomalies or the misdirection flew amidst amusement

i'm half altruistic, half horrible

but you won't find me resting on my laurels

such a sisyphean concept for you

sunk-cost fallacy out the brick and mortar

or how y'all sum it up? 'cause cash on the barrelhead is dumb enough

healthy skeptic 'cause the handshakes don't mean you get credit

off with their heads then the meet me halfway was no pressure

i'll float an antidote with no effort

bring the rain and two of every animal

go figure