Verse 1 Im that Dreamer kid who was way too ambitious Chilling at the pond of life, fishing for wishes Riches? Please! wont get any Got love and home, to me it seems plenty Saying, whats the point? doesnt label me a slacker When everybody somehow is now a rapper there he goes another wannabe just bragging Wait till the part about the money hes stacking From the bottom of the pond trying to float to the surface You could say im nervous by brains has no service Live only once, so like elvis move the pelvis Back and forth, god, what weve done to deserve this That is well, if I believed in him anyway Emotions not a mannequin, not on display Its a no show, keep a low pro, I dont know so take some notes though Like suppose to verse 2 How do you relate to music, about ass, cash Grass in a gas mask? Overused shit That confuse stupid, loose kids That listen to the radios new hit, that stereo movement Agreed weed is dope, it all should be legal You loose if that tell me that booze is not lethal I just dont wanna end up at alone with a big mac And a six pack, dumping bud into a zig zag With a steady diet of jack in the box And a constant exercise of jacking it off Uh you may say thats disgusting But thats the kind life of husband thats hustling Like lotto, my motto is just moderation Its auto , hear bono, and im like change the station Nah man just kidding, dont be an idiot Id never wanna be in the radio, period Verse 3 Not to complicate like driving with a stickshift On the outside im a dipshit that causes lots of mischief But on the inside my minds never resting My brains version 2.0, beta testing Interesting, life is good my dude So if your want a first impression just bump this tune Im not farmer, give a fuck if my work fruitless I only rap out of passion and break all delusions All opinions passed down are lost in me Maybe thats why I made my own philosophy About goodness, or evil of the many brah In the real world its just a gray area Wait a second is he messing, sounds like hes preaching? Easy resting on those lessons, nothing to be teaching I could write a book and it wouldnt be made more clear Make your own damn path, you the dude in the mirror
pond, resting, stickshift, radio, fruitless