I can smell its spring the winter left cracks in the pavement

The winter left a crack in my heart so cigars I roll back to back, I don't save them

I don't go on vacation I live my dreams there's a difference

Either way I don't wait for anybody to give me a cent

Like when my dad helped pay half my rent at the group home, back when I was on state probation

I was killing cockroaches on the carpet now I'm back on the Eastside in Highland Park, and the furniture in my apartment is all mid century modern

The chair in my office looks like it's out of a space station, use your imagination I'm in the cockpit

Came from the darkness I became a monster, when Alex told me "man people are scared of you"

It was hard to even comprehend

When I still feel like a kid trapped inside of this body

The confusion of man my story used to sound sorry

Now I start giving thanks to God early

Like everyday is the last Thursday of November, I was really a walking zombie

My mom crying worried, I never got out of bed without a pill to get me started

Now angels watch me

I don't need a crystal ball I create my own future no one does that for me

If it's just me by myself, I'm an army

So when Jerm sends me a pack I'll pray for you

I'd have to warn you It'd be pretty costly tryna throw dirt on me

When I show so much love, and I come from the hardest line of writers in our part of the city

The Eastside you can't take that from me

You work so hard to be you

I just do me so calmly

This is Big Waves cowabunga until the leaves change when October turns frosty, and we start fires to warm us, and drink alcohol to forget the lies were lost in

What's family when it's all about ego's and Facebook portraits

Music is the only things that calms me, so I'll be going hard til there's nothing left in my body