Consider the Source

Ha, let's get it Yeah I said I'm Beyond over it, niggas might even say I'm cursed My funds funny cuz I never figured out how money works It's even worse considering I'm a crummy flirt A fucking nerd, but still got the drip to make the honeys squirt My tummy hurts, this life ain't what I envisioned In fact I never positioned my self to really live it Instead I just let my spirit deteriorate to oblivion 'Til my whole essence was black as obsidian Let's maybe drink some Margaritas by the sea, mamacita Maybe alter our names and live in a hacienda I'm waiting for sweet september where Leaves fall and it's autumn I Need more control could not Be more distraught, on god It's kind of odd when your family couldn't save your soul And not for lack of trying you just wouldn't let em' get too close So now I'm on my back full figured lass straddled Across my cold wet nose, so you know I'm sniffing all the holes No longer grounded my vision is aeronautical Constricted by indecision, I thought that all my doors were closed But in the throes of a crisis against the ropes I decided to make the most of it, open up a new window Some call it irrational And even nonsensical To leave the traditional Is so unconventional And maybe that's a flat fact but I'm just moving past that 'Cause every single attack's Projecting what they ass lack