Life Is A Memory

[Intro] [fingerpicked acoustic guitar loop, steady boom bap drums] [Verse 1] [male rap vocals] Life is a memory, that's why you shouldn't get high You should ask questions, all the W's To what, to where, when, and how did it get so high Getting a driven to getting a buy No bible scriptures, ripping them out and now I get uplifted Lighting the flam, it's all the same Feeling the game and all the shame That's what they did, mindset with the frame No picture, telling me I'm delicate with elixir How can you get a pictionary dictionary, get a picture Like you a canary, no way gassing me out of the hole I put gas in my own hole, my own tank I'm talking premium, thank you Premium!, thank you High octane level, osmosis getting driven to the higher the level Putting low in the ground, no shovel Shove me away, I put it in the grid today These are people I couldn't save but I still pray No scripture, no way getting the scripture Unless we get another better picture Memory did that, messed up Getting messed up with the memory, another movie of memory Remember how old and when we were free? Nah I don't remember that anytime..at least not for me.. Where is this place that you've been..? when you're going back?! Bring me there and I love going back to the shack..No crack ! …but the can is full, canister still can't even hold! I put no lids on, I'm litigating everything like my bids are on!.. Shouldn't put promotions on stock markets😒 Hanging up along, sparking up again Trying to tell myself I'm still young But I'm hung up on that too, hung up on what I have to!.. Half the time I just the gap when I'm talking to you Forget what I flex, flexibility is what we're teching on.. Try to fix it, making life like a memory Remember when we were free, not me where were you How did you get intensity, brewing the tea no bag ya Put you in the body to bag the tag ya Sweep, sweep under the rug, pulled out the rag too Cleaning and mopping up everything that you had to Spilling it over with the brand new cells Put you in the locker, don't call it hell Best thing ever done, best thing ever done Glad that you did it now while you're young Heaven never sung to you but it sung right out Hung right out through the driven ten toes down Nothing less, clavicle to just bust up your vein Mean memory just short with your brain Cosmos, no stars, I start the car with bars Screaming at it, smacking my steering the wheel Just to hearing the horn blare Waiting to wake myself up like a human and I must care Never growing nothing except for memories Which is growing into something, what is it, is it healthy Must be, because now I got money and I'm wealthy Feeling poor than ever, I'm poured right out How am I so clever, to fill up a cup Put my glasses on, feeling half full now Was the class even wrong, whole class was wrong How'd you know, put me in a box showing right up Lots of the cutters, flip back, lots of the cutters No boxing me up, open up presents Put myself in the box just to lose my presence Hiding my memories, I recreate that so I can remember what I did before I had to freeze, now, never so cold My nose is just numb though, trying to figure the closest way To put it in my brain so I don't sway But that's snacks for the paper People like that don't cut down trees Don't do it with the breeze, blowing while you just losing the leaf That's the trimming of branches, so limber like I can't handle avalanche I don't care about the cold, the wind that blow I'm cold enough when I open up the window Yelling and shout, biting down, biting down Surrounds when I biting down on Thicker, thicker, yo I get my bitcoin so I can get a bit thicker I'll get bit [track ends]