Fools Gold

I’m tryna find something…
Searching for other levels of life I guess I be huntin
& Tired of people frontin
Trying to sell a dream to a man who’s pockets contain nothin
But I’m livin… lord knows I fuckin try
Cause it’s too easy for me just to turn 27 and die
But I can’t help but cry when I think of people like Jimi
It’s silly how so much talent goes up in smoke like a chimney
Treat this shit like my son but the industry named it Billie
Wonder if they want profits or if they just wanna kill me
But dang… sometmes I contemplate if the two would be in the same
When I think about the shit that they started with PAC & biggie
It seems like the flowers are always late
After monsters destroy the world we ponder what we create
But I’m just chillin, starin at the horizon
Trying to chart a route to the sun that isn’t blindin
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I’m takin another step, onto another road
Cause my life it needs a change, man I gotta fuckin go
To a place where it’s safe for my mind body and soul
Cause I been huntin too long, just to find fool’s gold
Lately I’ve been exhausting myself
Sit in bed all night turning and tossing myself
Cause I get trapped in my mind, I’m always lost in myself
And the only way to escape is hidden all in myself, No help
So I’m searching like I was lookin for Marco
Travel into the rabbit hole feelin like Donnie Darko
Searching through all the baggage, goin thru all the cargo
But I think I may have subconsciously made a few embargos
In my brain, Try not to go insane
Traverse the highway of my mind hope I dont hydroplane
Are you not entertained? This was all that remained
Fresh out the frying pan and straight into the butane
Made it through all the fire, stepped through all of the flames
Found out that the key was this, and it’s been coursing through my veins
So I guess that my passion, was just a creation of what I found
I’m on my way to my goals, and all my dreams are inbound