Atmosphere - Who’s That Cat
She asks where iv been, I says iv been nowhere, no fare,
She can read my mind, don’t even go there, I gotta cold stare I pull out for such occasions
Focus on the path, when I have no destination
Respiration, need to keep the breath steady, desperation, tryin to read the benefits of Betty
Test my patience, yes in DDR automatic, exclamation point valid, drama addict
I got a bad case of the goods, I spent a lot of fucking time in these woods,
I guarantee I would change your life, if I could but could not, your having a hard enough time trying to be understood
Stompin in my boots and my blind fold, what iv given do back to me nine fold,
Times are cold, and all of my rhymes are old, but I’m binded by my soul to make something they could hold
Fuck money I hate everything about money. Money is greed. Money has destroyed humanity completely. Money is fucking ugly dude. How dare you post a picture to glorify that shit, money IS shit. Fucking fuck I hate seeing that shit on my dash, Im getting so tired of seeing that shit. Idk why Im even bitching about it Im just about to unfollow every superficial person who posts a pictures of money.
