PULSE

Pennies from my pocket, pop a pill and pick a topic

Drinking Danish from the faucet, faux influx of feeling awful

I see visions in my moxxy, motorboat the fattest bitches

Smoke the biggest blunts and pass out in the tiniest of kitchens

Suck a dick if you succeed, sucks if you don't

Take a rip of the wrong shit, feel it in your throat

Running on the torn ligaments, fucking shit, I'm feeling it

Fingers in the baggie, in the basement, I'm living it

Why you livid fucks tryna act like you new to this?

Watching seizures in the skate-park, tryna get the kicks

Bitch, I been around and seen the same shit, I'm serious

Fighting for the high Fahrenheit, I feel delirious

Demons in the dorms, where I'm chilling, make the walls move

Running through the city while I'm sweating like a monsoon

Find me at the bottom of a bottle chilling with the worm

Put me in the dirt, it's the only way I earn

Pain ignites, chest feels tight

Left the fucking city in the middle of the night

Hit that joint, kill that fright

I'm a boy who learned to fly out the window, outta sight

Pain ignites, chest feels tight

Left the fucking city in the middle of the night

Hit that joint, kill that fright

I'm the boy who learned to fly (Aye)

Room feeling like a fucking prison, count the walls

Never leave the fucking city, smoking ciggies at the mall

Feeling dizzy from the fall but it's the middle of the winter

Drinking 40's in the morning, popping scrippies for my dinner

I'm a sinner with a motherfucking scope

Doing dirty shit to keep the nose clean, running from the rope

Didn't find the message in the money or the dope

But maybe I can learn to fly right out the window, yeah, I hope

What is it about society that disappoints you so much?

Oh I don't know, is it that we collectively thought Steve Jobs was a great man even when we knew he made billions off the backs of children? Or maybe it's that it feels like all our heroes are counterfeit, the world itself's just one big hoax