Rainbow

Not so okay but there’s always tomorrow
So far away but I’m keeping up hope
Feel like I float in a pit of my sorrow
Feel like I float when I smoke on the dope
Feel like I might be more happy in Bentley
Nissan Murano just really don’t fit me
Fit my whole dick in her stomach I’m happy
Emptied my stomach I’m chugging tequila
This ain’t no copy bro this is the real one
This here official authentic the grail
Feel like I’m sadly apart of a cycle
Like I was born and gone die in a jail
Feel like we living in hell
Feel like we living in everyday drama
They trumped the election like fuck an Obama
Off anti depressants and packs of the palmas
I’m stressing like I’m at the end of the month
Blessing always seem to skip me in life
Maybe I missed em was bitching or something
Feel like I’m missing my purpose in life
I need a reason to live everyday
I need a reason to keep it in motion
Think I see shade over there by the trees
Feel like I rather just drown in the ocean
Swim like a shark in a gold fish bowl
I been stuck in a room full of white egos
Tryna move like a crook in a church I been preaching to em
Tryna teach tryna speak shit to em
Like maybe give a nigga ears you gone listen
Knew I was a king when the kid got christened
I’m crossing my heart while I’m in burning my spliff
How high can I get
Feel like god rolled this one
Lit as a bic in the hand of Khalifa
Don’t let me catch you with hands in my reefer
Close to the edge so don’t push on me either
Jumping I’m jumping like I’m feeling eager
Turn up that jizza it jump out yo speaker
Reefer preacher at the pulpit I’m passing
Wisdom weed and maybe tabs of the acid
I’m a hug ya help ya get through depression
Right there with you I been crying and stressing
Life a bitch who know the best way to test ya
Just remember every test you done passed it
Fuck the bull shit waking up is a blessing
Feeling alone but it’s always been me
Guess what I’m trying to say is today I feel normal
I cordially dress up my fear and composure
Whenever close quarters with one of the swordsman
My pen battle swordsmiths
Feel like I cannot be weak and I feel like I cannot be fake
So honestly can’t even tell if I’m strong but I’ll back up my word if I say
that I am
Necessity only weapon I’m wielding
Bet you I cut right through 3 or 3 million
Bet you it hurt and I bet I ain’t feel it
My wounds need a lick but my pride is dismissive
I know that my momma need strength from me
Beg for me not to get happy with Hennessy
I like to pilot my vices adventurously
Death nice and cute but I know she ain’t meant for me
I’m a survivor I know what I do
Beads on my neck let me know that it’s true
Reasons To Live if I’m short on a few
Ima cruise through the tunes till I find me a new
Jerm on my neck and these beads I imbued that’s a reason for me and a reason
for you
I did for this
Even stay alive for this
And y’all gon have to stay alive for it too
Cause I ain’t dead yet
And That’s enough reason to me
I can be strong for as long as there’s someone who needs me to be and it’s
usually me