(V1)
Dawn arrives with the morning tide
I slide into bed, head drowning out the bad vibes
Living every night like it was my last ride
Fuck the world is my generation's past time

A fast stride, it's thrill or be thrilled
It's kill or be killed, Will isn't such a bad guy
Flashbacks to my past life
Now if I size someone up, I make sure to get my math right

A cab ride through the city in a snowstorm
Fall asleep alone is like trying to keep a ghost warm
I float on like I'm Modest Mouse
Taking no half measures, so I gotta buy the full ounce

When I take into account all the doubts I be living in
One minute I'm a man and the next, I'm a kid again
Till my heart pumps the bitter end…
I wanna know if we live again…

(V2)
I couldn't be more honest
Told pops he had a house, gonna keep that promise
But now the world is at a stands still
The message these rappers is so trash, it overflows the landfills

Why did man turn his back on man?
When did his life become less than the cash in his hands?
Life's a bitch, but we raised her
Threatens to put her wrists to razors, and there is no one there to save her

You guessed it, just as you had expected
Brainwash the people is they're major objective
Making you believe that you must be accepted
But fuck that, i'm my own President Elect bitch
(And uh, here's another one / every rhyme in the hatch is a catch, I'm a golden glove)

(V3)
Don't let the media control you, they wanna mold you.
Misinformed is becoming the norm
They wanna fold you down to make sure you can't stop it
Pocket all these profits of war, and what for?

They wanna hold (mold) into the creases of they're coattails
And how the story ends for you, it don't bode well.
Nah it don't bode well