If all it is is eight letters When I close my eyes Why is it so hard to say? Why am I in my own way? Why do I pull you close I've said those words before but it was a lie And you deserve to hear them a thousand times And then ask you for space You know

Rule Number One Always be aware of your surroundings And peep all exits Stay and move to the next shit Rule Number Two Love no one that don't love you And if the shit come down Then you know your way around

I'm on my own planet I'll do my own thing Then turn around and pat myself on the back (for doing good) I don't need nobody else I'm gon' do it by myself Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts (it's all good) Right of the rip, nobody could fuck

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if

Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin' I can't let these niggas knock me off my pivot God sat me down and talked to me, I listened I was in that cell, he told me that I’m gifted I don't make it in the booth, then I'ma make it in the kitchen

I can’t believe that someone like you Surrenders every element of you And you abuse it So someone you love, you really love May never seen the wonderful in you Why, it’s why you do it Then I don’t know why they call you A dane when you look in the mirror

Tired as fuck The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up See now then Or get so high that you can't let go I only had to tilt the paddle toward my chin Can't and won't you will and can It's so hard to wonder why when you don't feel worthy of Being aloft,

Ooh, if you're wanting my love, love, love, love And I really need someone who lifts me up Ooh, then you gotta keep up, up, up So don't you drag me down If you can't keep up Then, baby, are you down to fight enough? So I, am I the only one who's trying?

Music do music do And then it's reaching Inside you forever preaching Fuck you too Your screams will whisper A lonely life where no one understands you But don't give up because the music do Because the music do Hang on you

Don't be afraid, just knock on the door, Then a voice from above said- Horace wimp,this is your life, Go out and find yourself a wife, Make a stand and be a man, Well he just stood there mumblin and fumblin' Late again today, he'd be in trouble though