Sense

Get right, live life, only got one
Get right, live life, only got one
Get right, live life, only got one
Only got one
I swear yall its levels to it
We ain’t gotta choice dog, you better do it
I swear yall its levels to it
Its levels to it
You ain’t gotta believe it, the shit I spit is ill-logic
Call it fixing P.C. culture, the whole squad geeking
The virus is leaking through the cracks in ya windows
Can’t crack the double entendres and innuendos
Like I’m rapping in cod
See the matrix through the windows of my soul
The yes never lie
They blood shot red
America is keeping me high
What’s ya drug? In vein? Cocaine? Is it fame? You can get an Instagram
Put some clout on ya name
They sayin you the man and she the baddest bitch in the game
Until you die
Now you just another glitch in the frame
I suggest that you stick to your lane, scripted with pain
So, the ink don’t dry, it coagulates, and these ain’t big words
You just stupid dog
I ain’t even graduate
Learn to self-educate
Medicate and meditate
And learn to discern who will earn
‘Fore you designate