Obsessed with the topical
Searching for spaces
Fall back on the tropical
To take us to new places
Just did it again
Turning this into a topic
A thesis on men
When only I can stop it
Only I can change
The flow
The beat
The pressure
The sorrow
Of not finding peace
When peace is all around me
They say take two of these
But these just make me drowsy
I can't breathe in this place
It's too stuffy in mind
All these thoughts on the race
And I say I'm on my grind
And I don't wanna change
The hustle
The drive
The push
The breakthrough
Cuz it's the only way
I tried the rest, I swear to God
I'm thankful everyday
Like gratitude's my only job
But I got more to do
I gotta translate these moments
I write this shit for you
So you don't fall back on omens
You people need to change
The borders
The lies
The guesses
The answers
Cuz there's a natural order
Before I die I'll solve the puzzle
And then it's finally over
All your fears will have a muzzle
I'll put it all on paper
And when the last word is written
I'll just say see you later
I baked a pie, its in the kitchen
I won't be hear to change
Your views
Your rules
Your diapers
Your hearts
You can take it from here...
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