Puttin' Up Walls

Shit's been lining up, I just fumbled the ball a bit Puttin' up walls, I don't know who to call, I'll dip Hittin' my place, gonna sleep through the morning I been wide awake, I don't know where I'm going Now Shit's been going South, but I got no doubts, imma make my route If it's the very last thing that a guy can do Imma make my moves Set the goddamn tune Lately I been seeing all this shit up in myself I think it's toxic so I box it out and leave it on the shelf I got the wealth that's in the mind I could be healthier at times I go ignore it, then I store it in a place I'll never find I'm only being honest cause I'm over it, and feeling lost I'm thinkin life's a constant race, the finish line I'll never cross it What's the object of your life and what's the process that you see You're playing possum like some presidents They're making all the cheese So I been moving with the breeze I'm rolling sevens like the seas I'm feeling lucky for the moment, you should mold it here with me Cause when I'm older, getting colder, it'd be dope to share the heat Rolling up a sweet and going anywhere I dream of I'll set the scene cuh, you could be a dreamer Selling out arenas we gon' flood it like Katrina Second that you seen us, see the envy, I'm not mean just making simple observations I ain't really with the hating Spacing out like milky ways, I'm tracing lines and picking phrases I don't got the shit to say Like all the time, and that's okay cause Everybody be imperfect Perfect flaws can make a person not a curse Don't get to worsening yourself just get to working Shit's been lining up, I just fumbled the ball a bit Puttin' up walls, I don't know who to call, I'll dip Hittin' my place, gonna sleep through the morning I been wide awake, I don't know where I'm going Now Shit's been going South, but I got no doubts, imma make my route If it's the very last thing that a guy can do Imma make my moves Set the goddamn tune