Storm night, I’m speeding on the bus lane

Street lights shine swinging like a silver chain

Feeling tight but I ain’t smoking Mary Jane

Floor the pedal I'm heading to the hurricane

Daylight, I made it after hurricane (I survived)

Tryna sit tight but I can feel the back pain

Pop pain killers but it doesn’t kill my back pain

Right fuck it you can drive me to my airplane

Fuel the jet, we are flying to archipelago

ID check, girls over 18 years old

I’m on steroid and playing in allegressimo

Cabin’s full of torsos I’m feeling Michelangelo

Lawyer calls me up, asks me to lay low

Fuck lay low I’m riding on my tempo

I’m driving Lambo after drinking in my Chateau

Hoes wearing CoCo every night porno

It’s a dream night make you feel dream like

It’s a dream life everybody dream like

What’s in dream life make you feel dream like

What’s in real life make you feel real like

It’s a real life make you wanna dream like

What’s in real life? Life. Yikes

Late night, I’m waiting by the bus lane

Street lights shine swinging like a silver chain

Feeling tight but I’m running out of Mary Jane

Lower class life’s a trap in a hurricane

Sold my soul, I need to feed the household (need a hustle)

Busy busy busy busy bee with shitty payroll (still a brokie)

We don’t matter cuz we're just a piece of jigsaw

Fuck the manifesto I only care the cash flow

I never fight but I feel I need a pistol

I wanna hype but I ain’t taking crystal

Left wing right wing outside my window

Marching on the main street and shouting we’re all equal (we want equality)

But only psycho wanna make life equal

The world is a jungle we’ll get primal

Let's celebrate the game of survival

We only got one life no one got a sequel

It’s a dream night make you feel dream like

It’s a dream life everybody dream like

What’s in dream life make you feel dream like

What’s in real life make you feel real like

It’s a real life make you wanna dream like

What’s in real life? Life

Life’s a gamble I roll a dice and pray for six

But they roll dice with six sides all six

Winners set prices and the losers go for vices

I try to roll again then they ask me for a license

Never believed in fortune tellers but now I’m pious

Flip a coin to make a choice when I’m in a crisis

I didn’t know when they flip a coin they got both sides

Getting heads from bitches wearing tails

Sick of dreams when dreams are named class middle

Sick of class when the class is a game that plays with our ego

Sick of public speech, they all are just for commercial

Sick of private conversations when they play riddle

Public health care wouldn’t care, it makes you a cripple

Private health care only care the tuxedos

I need a hurricane I want my cards reshuffled

Vandalize or never vandalize or never vandalize or never..