When you first get it its shining and sparkling You hold it high like a trophy and start targeting What you gonna use it on? Where does it belong and for how long? You can barely sleep and when you wake you hope it isnt gone For its still livin At the very least youre given energy and a lot of it youre drivin You wrap it in a ribbon and you look at it all day You hook it up in a way that with it you can play Regardless of anything else it isnt yourself Seen in a reflection its a superclean resurection of your better half Measure that and multiply it Hope to buy it and treat it as good as how much you think you need it I bet later you wont feed it like my puppy And leave it in the gutter for some other to think hes lucky But of course you broke it cause you had no patience with it Probably didnt deserve it in this life time but you lived it Now what do you know now? Can you recall and recognize how it goes down when it does? does..does..does.. How many times have you had a pair of clean nikes? And scuffed em up hella bad, kinda like these? On my feet, man, I used to fucking clean em Toothbrush and everything Now Im just mean to em X2 Seen so many waste away what they had it makes me mad But they never know till its too late to appreciate and be glad Seems like the ones with nothing are the ones who put in work And use what they have to get where theyre going showing the jerks Leaving them wishin they would have thought of that or just said it Had it embedded in their minds now they regret it Let it sink in and get to thinking about what you got How you can freak it or treat it right so you dont experience a loss later Whether its a cross fader, girlfriend or a thought When youre mind is in a whirlwind you better remember to stop And smell the roses between dozin Cause for every breath you take upon this planet youre one of the chosen How many times have you had a pair of clean nikes? And scuffed em up hella bad, kinda like these On my feet, man, I used to fucking clean em Toothbrush and everything But now Im just mean to em At what point was this ok? I gotta ask myself self? Let me retrace my steps Will I surpass myself? Or am I destined to be lazy? Because honestly, lately, I really just dont amaze me It drives me crazy cause Im searchin Constantly getting shit then throwing it away thinkin Im workin Really I know the answers but they hurtin Covering curtains over my problems so they worsen Drinkin and cursin invades my person it becomes urgent Sometimes I cant live it but I can word it And thats my therapy so dear to me and I know this But often its too hard to keep my focus How many times have you had a pair of clean nikes? And scuffed em up hella bad, kinda like these? On my feet, man, I used to fucking clean em Toothbrush and everything Now Im just mean to em Now Im just mean to em Fuck em.. Up in this.. creek.. Scratched in background and I aint talkin bout sneakers neither..
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