The Center of Solace

And if it's like that the whole time If it's like that the whole time, we'll be alright I stayed up all night, but it's alright And if it's like that the whole time, we'll be alright I stayed up all night, but it's alright And I done stayed up the whole night, but it's alright It's me and my nibblin' conscience Nigga, I'm fixin' to give up I been alone for the longest It's trouble the way that we joggin' Nothin' gon' save us or stop us Me and my nibblin' conscience Nigga, I'm fixin' to give up I been alone for the longest It's just me and my thoughts wit' Nobody I'm trapped in The Matrix, baskin' in fakeness; need to chat with some agents Over wine glasses and steak and grasp an arrangement I only cypher 'cause I want a way out But I won't happen to make it Blasted by a tank; it's war here And I'm not the one The forgotten son, so a dark night I'm Bruce Wayne Black sheep of the White family Papa-abandoned He wasn't there for me Carelessly parenting, apparently Man, it's deep Sanity ran and flee like dog, shit is buggin' me Ugly, so I hide my face And hide away where my momma stay I pray I die today She wann' kick me out I wann' find a place But no means, so I just hibernate Pack the bags under my eyes; I'm trippin' Said goodbye to visions I'm tired of this shit Goonie bought a new whip I ain't jealous of his car, but I envy his drive I'm feelin' heavy inside I'm unproductive, deterioratin', goin' stir-crazy Some reluctance, fear, and impatience First Lady is missin' Way in the distance Probably taken; a Mrs Or datin' a nigga Heart vacant; she's smitten See her face in them pictures Fuck it, though And fuck a hoe, if I can't fuck a hoe Fuckin' hoe I'm feelin' depressed I'm feelin' the stress I'm feelin' the weight I'm feelin' regret But it's back to the music Though there's times when I wanna turn my back to the music 'Cause it's hassle to do it I get passed and pursue it and stay focused Even when you think no one see you, some take notice Self-conscious Physical and mental health problems Bloggin', from the center of solace It's me and my nibbling conscience