Kaleidoscope

Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though
Yeah now i’m spitting crack
Walking into work sitting in the back
Scripting up a track in my excel sheet
I’m praying the next song will some how excel me
I got no dreams of wealthy I finish up a doc
From 3 o’clock to 4 o’clock i go and take a walk
I feed a couple dogs, really need to jog
But my knees are feeling achy so I listen to my doc
Cause my doc told me that I should quit sports
So I bought a camera that I can’t afford
And a laptop to edit that I can’t afford
But that helped me discover the art in me more so yeah
Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though (oh oh oh)
Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though (oh oh oh)
(Kanye Skit)
And so I wake up at 7, work till like 7
Come home and nap till I’m fresh at 11
Throw on a ball cap to cover my bald scalp
And a black tee that’s classy cause that’s me and aw yeah
I link up with Ralphie, phone on 8%
Pretty sure his body fat is also 8%
And I cannot resent, I’m more astounded
I’m proud of myself though the first 50 pounds and
Through every bicycle, I’m on the elliptical
I go through cycles and find I’m atypical
My life is cyclical borderline frightening
So I cut it off and I go back to writing like yeah
Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though (oh oh oh)
Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though (oh oh oh)
(Kanye Skit)
Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though (oh oh oh)
Take a look through my kaleidoscope
And tell me where did all the writers go
And tell me where are all my writers though (oh oh oh)