Distortion

Hey yo
Macedonian runs
Thelonious Monk
The gathering was ceremonious
Given praise to the chosen
And the holiest one
They sold us out like
Goldeneye I wasn't
Holding my toungue
Enormous sums peddled
Tax havens in Cayman Islands
Meanwhile the slums remains
The incubator of the greatest talent
They rather we remain silent
Like Miranda rights to violence
The pressure to succeed
Makes it hard to strike
The right balance
Huh
Chemically dependent
While the planet's spinning
Looking for loopholes
And the way to gain
Advantage in it
Opinionated pundits
Saying next to nothing
Collecting numbers
Like back in the days when
We was clubbing
Huh uh
Staring at the infinite
Our days are numbered
With opportunities
Getting slimmer than Rae Sremmurd
The dirt we came from it
We can go back
Survival encoded in our genetics
And it's no cap

Fortune and fame misfortune and pain
Wether you rich or broke yo
The coffin the same
Flying high to the plane crashing
Engulfed in the flames
It's all the same
We go back the way that we came

Fortune and fame misfortune and pain
Wether you rich or broke yo
The coffin the same
Flying high to the plane crashing
Engulfed in the flames
It's all the same
We go back the way that we came

Life is not a movie
It's impossible to script it
Ran the wrong play
Yelling out an audible
To switch it
My change of direction
Is legendary ankle would break
Feeling like Kenyan marathon runners
I ran through the tape
And amputated all the cancerous
Connections I had
Battled depression
Had to get out of my perfectionist bag
And everything they say about me
Is correct and exact good or bad
I take that energy
Reflecting it back
From a Birds Eye
View I use my Third Eye
Seen so many burn out
Trying to force it
The mental prison's like a fortress
Where the truth is blurred out
Left out the portrait
Out the womb birthed out
Straight into extortion
Telling us to elevate
Your mind state into a fortune
At the table where they divi up
The crumbs into a portion
While the algorithm
Selling us endorphins
Manufactured by our bodies
The world is in distortion

Fortune and fame misfortune and pain
Wether you rich or broke yo
The coffin the same
Flying high to the plane crashing
Engulfed in the flames
It's all the same
We go back the way that we came

Fortune and fame misfortune and pain
Wether you rich or broke yo
The coffin the same
Flying high to the plane crashing
Engulfed in the flames
It's all the same
We go back the way that we came