A Pessimist's Perspective

Welcome to the city filled with souls of all the hopeless Devoted To hoes and clothes knowing we can't afford it With children on the roads Blowing smoke Joke and ghosting Broken in the hopes that their parents aren't divorcing The smoking It slowly grows over into the oceans With the odour on their clothes, going home will expose 'em Spraying cologne on their necks The skies are soaking what's left They ain't providing a breath And I don't say this with jest Every day is like the next A mix of weed and cigarettes The nicotine leaves you depressed The leaves relieve your stress A perfect blend for a teen A melancholic mess As the cancer spreads 3 feet deep, it defeats your chest The feds are crooked Juking all of your goods, they took it A bribe's considered crime and so are you if you're looking It's Misfortunate Adults, they like to torture kids Beginning in abortion clinics, ending inside an orphanage The people, scorpions Betray you for euphoria Over a bag of weed that is wack And laced with opium But that's life, a number of fragile minds Juggling with time while chucking the past behind It's a Different vibe when the night's boarded a flight Let me show you what it's like when the clock strikes midnight Here comes the part where you wanna let loose Get in the mood, dress up, putting on your best shoes Forget about your blues, yeah just drown 'em in booze Cuz Grey Goose is better medicine than the truth Lookin fly, reputation like Dolemite Pulled up to the place and rolled a mighty joint that's spiked Passed it to this chick, the simplistic joys of life The boys are like, Brash, yo, destroy the mic So I go Grab on the motherfucking micro- Phone and then flow off the dome like a psycho Miracle lyrics Man, I should be winning Grammys But nobody understands me I'm slipping up on the brandy They're lickin up all the xannies Like multivitamin candies I'm dripping in dark and baggy The spirits start to command the masses To interlock so They're all flocking and they're talking While I'm clocking all their actions like I'm Gotham's Vigilante Cuz see, I'm in the lobby, there's women sipping Bacardi I'm chilling with distance, prolly Cuz Acid don't like to party This hotty blondie called Molly Came over and sat next to me Inside her hand, a bag of grass, two halves a tab of ecstasy She swallows one then rolls a blunt Givin' rest of what's left to me Best eyes I'd ever seen Flick of red in a bed of green I hesitated My trust is as rare as patience But fun is a medication So fuck it, I'll get sedated I'm popping the pill and waiting For like 45 minutes Our eyes are dilating, we're starting to feel the difference Uplifted Reaching the precipice and then we kissed it The feelings of love we're missing Discovered within an instance We Spark up the blunt, and gaze in the blaze of glory Opening up discussing the games of our purgatory Her Instagram was popping, she's crowded by the love But the scarrings on her arms told me completely different stories I could further explain what else took place But the best way to frame it is a lack of memories made While embracing the pace of change You have to Life will pass you It's only matter of days before you lay in the flames Keep cherishing what you have and spread love for what'll remain Cuz you won't get to say goodbye when you're lowered into your grave