Escape

Listen homie, listen
I guess you doin' your thing and all, but
(hit's blunt) like yo
No one fucks wit this shit no more man
Like nobody fucks wit it
You gotta spit some real shit sometimes
How many niggas do you know that
Spit real shit on their tracks?
Nah, real talk real talk
How many niggas do you know that spit
Real shit on their tracks? Two?
Nah, you gotta hit me wit that real shit
Or imma dip out with the J ayt
So whatchu got, watchu got nigga?

Its kinda funny how you inside a magazine but
Deep down you're burning like
A thousand degrees this shit I kept so close
Hasn't been said and done
But if i tell the world I might
Just well be dead and gone
I never trusted telling anyone this but
Tonight I just might
I just might tell it to the mic yea
And just hope ya'll see it
From my sights yea
Go back couple months, got left by the one
Made plans to come over
Didn't came and it killed her
Now she killing me, the snaps on her phone
Oh shit can't you see the irony here
I been tryna move on slow
It ain't easy with the campus
Always blasting up my phone
I remember that day
They said I couldn't graduate so what
The fuck can I say i never told my momma
I said i'm sorry momma
But this year your son will not wear a toga
I need me some answers, what should I do
Go out on the weekends
Stay fucked up and never sober too

I need an escape, I need an escape
An escape to relate

Another summer passed and i'm still cold
Wish I would have listened and
Still did what you told
I'm living in anger, so big like a Banner
Ain't no Bruce out here
Smokin greens, goin HAM I
Lost my self control up in the ocean
Man i'm floating like a thousand miles away
And I just hope I got
The confidence to rid myself
Of condescending thoughts up in
The point in life
So what the fuck am I supposed to do tonight
I keep telling everyone the year
Would be my year
Truth be told i'm balling but
I'm living out in fear
For my own self cause I keep things
Only way out through the music

I need an escape, an escape to relate