Under Pressure
I've been lying to my friends and family for a few weeks now.
Not lyin about my love for them.
But lyin about my happiness.
It's not them its all me.
I always vision and wanna see myself
Being better than what I am.
But it's hard to do that.
When I can't be the man to pick me up.
Like a player with good sportsmanship
My high expectations.
Give me greys
and will be the death of me.
Might make me look old.
As if someone put some meth in me.
I'm no drug addict.
But I am a addict to the love and success.
If I have funeral like biggie.
Will my whole town show love?
I lived right?
If I go to the grave with too many
Awards and accomplishments.
I lived right.
When I write and I send it up.
It will never come down.
You're right I don't party.
I just sit back and
enjoy the fruits of my labor.
And get better.
Like a true workaholic
I turn up and turn on my accomplishments
Like a lightsaber.
I use the force and push my
Black clouds away.
I try to be futuristic
I'm so R2
Let me get rich and get gold
I'll be C3-PO
I don't walk on the sky.
Im past Cloud 9
I play with the stars and sit on Jupiter.
I use Neptune to make tunes .
I gotta do more I need more feats.
