Focus, focus...

when you think about the realness,
and how its never said exactly how you heard it
and every twisted word gets, written like cursive
never on this earth bitch, outer space, nerd shit
coming with bizerk shit, you falling like some bird shit
but i do not deserve this, chain that i put on, bitch
feeling in my songs which categorize my mind with
every light i shined on you; wasn't worth shit
but i, like it here in the darkness, keeping to my own
i know i meant a lot, but you're hopeless
maybe i should smoke less, work more, and feel pain less
not write a page when i feel stressed,
and make fake shit and get no respect
but being me is all i really know
so you can take it, if you don't, i guess you gotta go
im good without you, im Gucci, gravy, no worries
this groupie made me a series, of doobies that taste like cherries

I sit back, relax and I just, focus
I sit back, relax and I just, focus

focus on me, focus on us, focus on love, focus on trust
living a lie, don't give a fuck, wrecking my life, you did enough
the soul of shadows im deep and she lives so shallow
melodies on piano are floating just like an arrow
headed straight to my heart, its jumping just like some cars
connected i felt the sparks, but now we're to far apart
im seeing you like a star, your shining, i see you are
i'm glad to see that you're happy but pissed to the fact you are
maybe because im nasty and trashy and straight from Jackson
and you need more expensive wining and dining and attraction
whatever the matter, i was really never really ready
now im getting deadly and im living steady
pockets on mozzarella, 4 play with Nutella
walking under one umbrella, thinking she my Cinderella
hella faded in the club, wearing nothing, she a slut
but i got a pocket fulla 50's so im getting drunk
are you catching what im dropping, should i pick it up
there aint no other way to say it so i cut the cuff

I sit back, relax and I just, focus
I sit back, relax and I just, focus