Can't help but feeling apathetic I'm presenting all the reasons that I choose
to flick the light consistent blessings are so easily deduced
I got the message, overread it, I'll believe it when it's proof
I passed the test the prof assigning new reading materials
The puddings sticky, breast is breaded, chickens went and flew the coop
Since they been cooped up it's tick tick tick bottle feedback loop
And on the daily wanna holler bitch you're standing on my boot
I learned the value of a dollar I don't think I like the rules

And I can't stand the mother father help me utilize these tools
Tinkerbell in the garage when peter's out with hella fools
Just had the fresh cuts cautered and the old ones too
I'm really happy I'm not sorry if it doesn't fit your groove
I've been obsessed since the dawning of freedom infinite pools
Sometimes I hear the melodic wait for the interlude
And it's a little ironic yeah dontcha think it's rude
Now that the lens has been polished I'm magnifying the mood

Now I'm talking for two and I'm hearing both sides
and the larger the moon oh the louder the cries
I'm unlocking the room with the treasure inside
and I'm breaking my teeth on the antique kind
Found some cool jewels and I clapped three times
and the fool's gold lacking in truth not size
Trippin into a tomb heard a 'hey you guys'
there's a dude outside and he's looking at me sideways
Underground for nine days
Came for the high stakes
Wonder how the steak tastes mixed with the roux
Made from the bones that you picked on a nice day
unnecessary raid so we're cooking up a brew
Crushed all the flowers infusing the powers elixir in minutes a rabbit foot stew
Quick while it's hot this one simmered for hours a fan of hot showers evading the flu

And I'm taking the steps
Taking a breather and chilling in bed
Writing the next off the top of my head
Appear to be ravenous modesty came from the zen
Moving so quickly look at it strictly
Hard to predict what I'm gonna do next
I'mma swallow your text and I'm still breaking necks
And I'm weaning myself off the bottle I swear I select
This over death don't let me forget
How easy it gets to fall into depths
You can't resurrect
I heard what I said I meant to abandon certain events
We oughta repent I work with the best
It's offa my chest no fake friends
I hate to dishonor the roses are watered don't cave to the constant concern of perfection

Trust even when it gets difficult not to be cynical
Trust me it does
Just when you're huddled up in the cold watching the wip unfold
Riding the buzz
Now that you're doing just what you're told leaving the fluff alone
Oh what a rush
And it's so peaceful out on my own valley of skin and bone
Under the sun

Bippity boppity boo yeah I'm cleaning the shoe and I know where to run
Praying the crew will come too and I'm trimming the hedges it's really quite fun
Harvesting fruit from the garden of truth I'm preserving my pickles and plums
Big biz feeling bad like Ruth and I still can't help but feeling apathetic

Can't help but feeling apathetic I'm presenting all the reasons that I choose
to flick the light consistent blessings are so easily deduced
I got the message, overread it, I'll believe it when it's proof
I passed the test the prof assigning new reading materials
The puddings sticky, breast is breaded, chickens went and flew the coop
Since they been cooped up it's tick tick tick bottle feedback loop
And on the daily wanna holler bitch you're standing on my boot
I learned the value of a dollar I don't think I like the rules