Madhouse
HOOK
Sometimes, all the talk it
Combines, when it gets in
My mind, it’s like I’m
Living in a madhouse
Hardships, you don’t wanna
Solve shit, just smoke yourself
Un-conscious, it’s like I’m
Living in a madhouse
Heartless, they’ll sell you on
A promise, but no one’s
Ever honest, cuz I’m
Living in a madhouse
Living, living
Living, living
Living, living
Living in a madhouse
VERSE ONE
I’d toast your success
But I’m all out of bread
I won’t try to flex
I’ll boast when I’m fed -
You say you’re up next
And with all of that said
You can’t be the greatest
Til after I’m dead
And let’s just confess
It’s not like they said
A few wear the crown
But none get a head
You were misled
Stalled when we all shoulda sped
Gotta retire just spinning our tread
Spinnin your bread just for the cred
A system existing to keep you in debt
And I’ve heard enough no’s
I insist on a yes
I followed the pro’s
And went right off a ledge
I don’t wanna doze
I’m resisting a rest
I borrowed the clothes
And I learned from the best
And I Kobiashi the test
I wore every hat but needed a vest
I added the stabs
I shortened my beats
I added the hats
The tempo increased
So many wheels
Who needed the grease
I stayed in my lane
And tried not to beef
I adapted my bars
I rapped in their flows
Engaged on the gram
When fans said hello
I shook every hand
And smiled at my foes
I dined with the suites
I laughed at their jokes
I sat with execs
Who passed me the check
Even knowing I’m broke
They want me sedated
I pass on the smoke
No inhalation
With my aspiration
It’s no wonder I choked
HOOK
Sometimes, all the talk it
Combines, when it gets in
My mind, it’s like I’m
Living in a madhouse
Hardships, you don’t wanna
Solve shit, just smoke yourself
Un-conscious, it’s like I’m
Living in a madhouse
Heartless, they’ll sell you on
A promise, but no one’s
Ever honest, cuz I’m
Living in a madhouse
Living, living
Living, living
Living, living
Living in a madhouse
VERSE TWO
What’s the worth if these words
Don’t have purpose?!
If I just use what fits then I’m just
Not a wordsmith!
You can teach me the tempo and
Hope that it sticks
Hope I rap like Megan who just
Chokes on a dick! (ahh)
Feels like this box gets impossibly smaller
Feels like I’m still getting shoved into lockers!
All these rules confining me
I’ll finely shake ‘em off
Mother fuckin’ sheep just wanna keep
Me with the flock!
So many snakes under these new leaves I’m turning I’m starting to feel like I’m playing Steve Irwin
I’m wanting a deal and I’m stalking Steve Berman
I’m starting to reel counting every conversion
They wanna Shaquille, a more General version
A cog in the wheel, but they got a spokes person
And it takes a certain person to bare the burden
Of knowing when to get up, go, and close the curtain
What can I do
Yes I picked up the clues
I’m sitting there sweating
They’re betting I’ll lose
I’m gettin the stairs
From the ties and the suites
There’d be nothing but air
If the lies were reduced
I know every angle
I know how they cruise
I’m working the long game
Their hypotenuse
With that liquor problem and ghost author, too
Don’t be alarmed if you only get boo’s
Hype and confuse look at them fighting for views
They insist I fit in then they say “follow suite”
I’m trying my best show up in sweats and a noose
Fuck it, I’m just a duck playin goose
Don’t gotta tell me about paying my dues
You’re forcing a curFEW on a recluse
I’m not tryin to make peace
I was flipping the deuce
Cuz when you got nothing
There’s nothin to lose
OUTRO
Living
Living
Living
Living in a madhouse
Living, living
Living, living
Living, living
Living in a madhouse
