mornin coffee got me hoppin out the door too many shots i forgot the night before four puffs found the cure and im back to half normal but the shapes in the grass are drastically takin form dap this aint a porno, no need to get excited even though your iris's are wider than your eyelids woah try to fight it but its only getting worse and sure its a funny feeling but why is my shirt wet? yeah. first sweats next up the thirst takin shots of vodka rest up the nerves and the best case scenario im marijuana cursed but my thoughts gone scary im so paranoid it hurts pay attention to the noises swallowing up the verse enthralled by the fabric of all of the universe its finally makin sense as im on my way into work as the streets begin to bend and im spiraling outta the earth thinking back to last night like shit now i done it cant remember what i did cuz i was totally munted im trying to call a ride but my visions impaired and the keys are realigning typing "you should be scared" ...im way unprepared for whats about to come next is a festival of fear and theres a jester in my head hes pestering me, pressuring me putting me the test the riddles and the giggles telling me about the rest of last night talking through a laugh , he said "dap, walk with me you can try all you want but there aint no stopping me im about to drop you a bomb so get the costume on cuz i hid twenty hits of acid in your coffee machine now theres a strut in my walk n i got some lip in my talk and whenever i see the cops i feel the need to flip'em off I'm riffing and spitting whatever i think of on the spot gosh im drinking up my thoughts pissing away my sanity im evlolving into vanity hip hop was not a fan of me but it had to be profanity not even mad but im happily and glad to be adapted and if i can rap as half as good as any rapper cant then i think i just might have a chance cuz marios been hearing shit in 8-bit song cartoon titties harpoons and bombs munching on a mushroom up in bowsers lair and i think is safe to assume that i kinda like it out there

I dont drink wine to be classy and I dont smoke to be cool I dont think Im an asshole but I joke that I do I dont like when its sunny and I dont mind the rain i dont get these tattoos cuz im into the pain I dont eat cuz I'm hungry and I dont sleep cuz im tired I dont need your money to keep me inspired love me or not its such a nuisance to care aint no music in my gossip but ill watch it from my chair I dont do what im told if you dont respect dont expect me to fold just cuz you're holding the deck I..dont...like...to play it like im really upset but every stop along the road a bro up is up to the test I ....dont ....pick up hints I say what needs saying and Ive lost a few friends to honesty's taking I dont always smile I dont always win but I know when I die I wont really end I dont wear nice shoes I wear plaid on plaid and to tell you the truth I dont see why thats bad I dont write cuz im happy I dont rap for acceptance but I want my lifes exit to be like its entrance I dont have a friend to tell all my woes i tell you instead at least somebody knows I dont know my limits dont know when to stop i dont know when to finish cuz doin this aint a job

i made this beat pray it relieves the ache to hell with Edens apple cuz im eatin the snake tackled a new take on what it means to lose faith chewed away the shackles didnt ask for a new fate proved nothing from something to prove wait who am i? why? and why did i choose late? the hues fade from photographs and news pages my stage names a new phase or so you stated i grew to be hated for being overly jaded if it aint new its lame and youre lame for playin it dudes waitin on group dates to makem all famous wearin the same shoes that gained views on a youtube playlist hear me say this the lyrical sadist im clearin out the scum like imperial agents unique ummm.. you aint it, nah you the plainest crazy with the attitude boy, ima show you how to tame it (HOOK) I do i do it on my own terms i make i make it with my own words i dont wait, wish, fake, or half it my names dap, and i make my own shit happen 15x15 sleep in a padded cell waiting on a dream wakin up mad as hell i fight before the bell write to afford life then toward a mic like its my right to yell spit acid when provoked lick it to get awoked found a reason for breathin in a tablet of hope went from pastor to dope battling bad tropes laughing at my disasters passing as half jokes no reason to dwell on for being a total scrub and if you cant already tell i really dont give af takin levitating heads shit i leveled up got investments in rhyming and its time that i settled up reppin literally from nowhere obsessive and i dont care im infamous at my home lair im rude in every way im two sticks and a lone snare pair of fiddles in my bag tearing para-diddles in rudimentary drag (HOOKx2) sorry i couldnt make it to the studio bro it was my birthday i got so shitfaced yo i misplaced my phone so ill need a break till at least thursday ya you know how it go no actually i dont cuz im naturally creative bro why buy the masterpiece when i have the means to make it if you aint rakin in cash i suggest a new habit try investing in skill stead of bettin on talent but none of them wanna have it all of them want it wrapped you wanna be a rapper? get off of your asses talk about being crass like dap should take a nap but i put more into making a score than you pour into fakin a rap im tired of waiting a month when your delivery's straight weak get on the mic and front cuz youre scurred of a lame feat where i get this beat? i learned how to make this cuz youll never earn your keep if you dont work for the payments but i do.

im not smart. and youll probably catch on cuz after this part youll ask what daps on hard case to solve but they say i got balls i got 99 problems that i gotta resolve yeah alls good yall call me what you like too bold too wight too slow on the mic no harm no fowl sept the smell of my towels and those nasty socks i took off in your house i got a limit to patience not in it for payments but if youre worth the brain we can work out an arrangement huh strange when the feeling you get is so endearing you forget whos really steering the jet blink once if youre dead twice if youre not alive either way im gonna tell you a lifes worth of lies like yeah im a rapper sometimes im an actor and everything you never went for is what im going after (HOOKx2) it aint a mothafuckin game i dont see you the same this aint a mothafuckin game its my mothafuckin name and ive been at it for a couple years steady double up on the madness lighten up on the heavy they tell me i should breathe but the mic wont let me they said i better leave but i think theyre forgetting im in outer space i was never even there evading the human race no fucks to spare trust no face tryna suck out the air with a bad case of a grudge to bare no respect for the lazy reject the maybes need less to say if you want more then pay me no stars i dont fiend for ratings dont need to feed your dopamine cravings unequivocal talk my paths difficult.. dap dropped off of the digital map walk the flat earth never to round back i lost my last nerve to live in the sound track (HOOKx2) it aint a mothafuckin game i dont see you the same this aint a mothafuckin game its my mothafuckin name

whats got you rattled why you so guarded? i know you just asked but no you aint pardoned we got shit to work out you need to explain cuz the words from your mouth are fucking insane yeah, i done fucked? huh? you asked for my opinion then you said that im fucked up but this is just whats up you got yourself infected youre losin your cool but i know its comin from projection you got some tude bruh try to prevent it cuz my sorrys out of order aint no soda pop dispensin maybe its what i said and whatever it is i meant it but this battle aint the war and you still gettin defensive lettin it get ya im tryin to forget ya but you wanna be a man ima make you regret ya last decision i betcha when they wheel you a stretcha ima feed you a pill so you dont remember i met ya she said i feel like and i stopped her right there cuz what you feel, i feel i probably dont care i probably wont stare if im not too drunk but baby im a lion and i see me some lunch bring back the hunt im just trying to be funny damn you lookin like i pulled a gun to take all your money dont be mad youre a catch i passed the wrong vibe and the, fact is you cant handle my strong pride get off my back if you dont want the ride im just here to relax and have a stab at the prize have a grab at the mic stand and write you a song and before you even know it youll be singing along dont ya ring the alarm its not the time to depart which reminds me i forgot which ways the way to your heart? no defense to my charm girl but take your best shot ya your playing hard to get but girl youre already got damn if looks could kill then i was assassinated i should just sit still but daps a little faded hey man i hate to ask case your takin a pass but if youre trying to cause shit do ya mind tastin my ass? i got a, big mouth and its an easy target i dont, swing south so i neglected the arm it twisted me hard and, when the fist connected i was sent to the ground without a sense of direction, down and defenseless how? i shoulda guessed this encounter with a pimp would turn me into his best bitch ..no preventin this the bro was invested so with eyes on the exit i divided like brexit (HOOKx2) just goes to show you never know what offends its bitches n dicks never sisters and friends nobodies safe none of it makes sense if you have to attack cuz you was over defensive

Bringing the bap back straight outta my studio with a mic and a backpack packed with my yu gi ohs im an addictive bad snack you got a fruity flow and i got more raps on track than you got call of duty bros you aint foolin any fools with all of those bougie clothes ruby red sapphire and newbies with too much gold youre too old for boobies but you need a pacifier truth be told daps a liar but now i see my bad desires keep lookin at me for the heat and youre bound to find the fire im stealing your favourite chains and wrappin them round my tires you should play on the radio cuz you got a face for hire they paid for a crazy show but got a lazy provider you better be savin up cuz im bout to make you retire im a self made man with some assembly required just a friendly reminder i create the music you groove to youre rappin one liners over a beat off of youtube (HOOK) twenty five years of age with a teenagers dream till im seventy ill provide my beat makers with green for real im really a nice guy but i treat fakers mean and whenever im on the mic i make these haters squeam puttin up one of your hands and leanin it back to front thump your feet to the drums let the beat on the track pump i used to act like a punk while packing a plastic gun i used to do it to impress now i just rap cuz its fun waking up after lunch with an appetite for disaster too slow and i over thunk so i had to write my shit faster i know im a sober drunk and you dont like it when im plastered but i thought it was code for fuck when you said dont come over hammered my mind finally split from dying to be your friend refining every script until my spit dried the the pen i could pretend like im dope and hope you dont know im lying showing up in my own limo but im the one driving but growing up in these times have taught me a lot of knowledge i would probably never find in the halls of a pricey college they say im in denial and im scared of rhyming honest but from now on i promise to always wile out on my sonnets the facts dont match why you just have to have this create the best batch and the block turned to addicts whats happening here? why he actin so weird can it really be that its the year of the dappening

yeah, im on a mission of perspective pondering the pond reflect on the reflections forever pensive unlimited inventions but never living up to my original intentions intervention addicted to regret a victim of regression to the habits i protect no progression in perfection im guessin every day im steppin in directions but i never know the way so i lay in the pages and float above the margins and poke a couple brains with the face of an artist hard to quit the pill when it swallows with ease ill turn the mirror to myself and its not even me and I feel so outside of myself for what im worth hurts more than what it costs for what its worth i make it work for the cause and I feel like im somebody else for what im worth hurts more than what it costs for what its worth i make it work for the cause v2 daydream daily, drained from last night stained grey shady from my overcast life ill defend and attack then offend for a laugh and ill lend you my pen but you better give it back yeah, i live in black, in an open-bar casket a quest for the question but don't know how to ask it theres no magic, its honed life practice and after the show im gonna follow white rabbits my psyches had it with mikey and his whys ill be writing till im dead or, maybe till im alive debating what i am while creating who ill be until the only phrase left is what the concrete reads am i lost? or am i on the off-beat? walking on the lines that define cross-streets, sit on top of the world but get so down on myself think the man i wanna be would rather be someone else v3 And being myself is the reason im like this i wanna be liked but then i come off as lifeless so i put up a fight till i come into piece with the people in the mirror as i pick up the pieces and the feelings i fear are becoming my weakness i been keepin it clear and im trying to push out the demons but desires getting heavy and its bending my creases some hunger at last and all i want is to feed it with a picture of my past in the form of a feature but i spit into a verse and they turn into teachers "hip hop is a feelin just stop what youre being your delivery is off and your not what your seeing" so now i only speak from the heart and the soul and hell hath no fury like a man who went rogue so im going for broke before theres nothing to hope for the man i didnt know is a man i see no more