text: Stress, bliss, fuck it
  200 RPM, behind the wheel of my minds GM
  Praying they dont see him
  Swerve around the drama from my BM
  Wondering why all these people wanna be him
  Stuck in the matrix but doesnt want no one to free him
  Cause in reality fantasys all thats left of freedom
  And realitys a bitch and thats why I say I dont needem
  Just a substance to keep me sleeping so I can keep on dreaming
  Fuck Tylenol PM, someone THC him
  Smoke away all my problems, eyes looking like Koreans
  Youre only here to rap, other ambitions simply keepem
  So Im clenching down my gums like a baby when his teething
  What they saying in my face aint what they thinking, they deceiving
  Im about to live up to my reputation as a heathen
  And put my size 12s into place where they eating
  Til it comes out the other end like a mother thats conceiving
  Just be glad you breathing
  Its summer and my heart is still freezing
  Cause back home it is kill or be killed season
  So Im watching my back, bet Im familiar with treason
  People threw me in the lions den alone for no reason
  Fuck em if they hear him, but shut up when they see him
  While my family wondering why new breads in my ATM
  But how can I fit in a cubicle when Im a coliseum
  Just know that no matter where I fit I do it off of Cleveland
  And Mile High
  Ugh, The Calm
  100 Words and Runnin, ya bitch
  Kells