2 hundred blunts inside the ship

So you listen to me, listen to me
Television is not the truth
Television is a goddamn amusement park
Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers
sideshow freaks, lion tamers, and football players
We're in the boredom killing business
So if you want the truth, go to God
There's no reality, just dive into your fantasies
Don't have no envy, I don't try to meet these enemies
Don't know what many see, but know that mine relate to me
This negativity been lurking, what the problems be
Ain't give no fuck when I was hurt, and shit ain't bother me
But when I try to give your heart, it's not enough for thee
Don't like the drama that's involved, I keep it out of reach
You tell me what it's never like to diss inside my vision
I lost so many missions, got back up and hit precision
My creativity is something that you cannot clinch with
These niggas suck, they bitch too much at me inside the rough
I walk inside my lenses shut, don't need to see the punch
When I get up, I'll cop a scade', eat a daily lunch
But until then, I'll keep this grin, I know the reaper waits
I get a win and chill again, my days I sleep away
The evil angel floats above me, watch me dream away
She rubs my cheek and says, my prince we mustn't lose the flame
I tell this bitch we in this shit, I'm never losing pace
Still independent, fuck it bitch, I still can get my way
200 blunts inside this ship, we getting high to space
I'm in the clouds, I'm thinking bout the memories I miss
Ain't never been too close to family, I hate that shit
SMT and , my homemade family we forever lit
We on go, that's all we know, that's all it's ever been