Surface Dirt

I stay lazy on my settee, poetry flowing through my veins But is it weed-sustained, induced or brain trained? Is it just a lame excuse to stay reclusive In a world, I'm finding quite truthless, and cutthroat ruthless Nowadays I'm starting to feel youth less But I feel the shoes fit better now, I'm speaking more clever now But never allow complacency to set in Because I see it too frequently in so-called friends and all my peers So I slapped all my role models like Spurs did to Juan Ramos He'd lost that dressing room That's why I'm stressing you must stay in touch with reality Easing yourself gradually To situations, I tend to set an anti-trend Devils advocate my way in, to test a lion's den To see what's happening Because whichever way the breeze blows, we defeat foes It's Lazy Habits scratching deeper than the surface dirt I'm using adverbs and words you never heard Displayed like board games I switch to sway Its Lazy Habits scratches deeper than the surface dirt You see it must have been a government trap Or something like that Whatever give me all my money back I'm paying too much taxes as it is And with the way that they sieve funds I find I struggle just existing in London Undone conundrums, done, stunned and spun Fill my lungs as I looked up through smog to sun I'm trying to find out how to spout, inducing up your swan song In Last Chance saloon but my heads clouded by mushrooms Assume for positioning for shoulder shrugging movements Home improvements and loose terms should be included But stay eluded by search parties of truthlessness But I'm still intent on scratching through it It's Lazy Habits scratching deeper than the surface dirt Still using adverbs and words you never heard Displayed like board games I switch to sway when Lazy Habits scratches deeper than the surface dirt See I'm that tractor-pulling race winner I spit rhymes that fit tighter Spark a lighter in a gas chamber to dismember myself A shelf life I couldn't reach when I was smaller But I'm taller now, outgrown Jack, racing with the beanstalks Walking on my own like that littlest of hobos Slow-mo to freeze frame, that highlights to show strain Maintain courses as I'm ambling down these avenues To Thought-Land, Choosing destinations to my station That's northwest my Fortess fortress To stable stress levels higher than thermometers Dropped into volcanoes Profile to stay low So I'm flying under radar To savour the flavour of being safer on my sofa Sat back, tired of playing the gopher The 9 to 5 is flying out the window So I'll change these moon boots, man, stop watching Scooby Doo I'm scratching deeper than the dirt I thought you knew It's Lazy Habits scratching deeper than the surface dirt Still using adverbs and words you never heard Displayed like board games I switch to sway When Lazy Habits scratches deeper than the surface dirt