Welcome to My Lucid Dream Lyrics

See Those who broke my balls, they now pay to see my show

Might of hated back in high school, but their girls, they love me so

They be begging for free tickets, I just laugh and tell him no

Ai Yo Karma is a bitch, you tell em FiO Said So, YO

F.I.O Bab, who would of predicted this

Growing up they always told me Michael you ain't fit for this

Well now I got a buzz, and some hipocrits ain't hip with it

Well I don't give a fuck, Fuck these motha fuckas, Oedipus

I reminis back to a time not long ago

A time before being filmed and radio shows

Knowing I done did it my, Frank Sinatra I suppose

But I ain't married yet, to the game I just proposed

Always a step ahead, cause I stay up on my toes

I'm outstanding in my field, something like a scarecrow

Woah, I don't wear a watch ma, so I ain't got the time

To bullshit on the side, musics always on the mind

And If you haven't noticed yet, my tapes are works of art

Every song should spark a feeling, and if not I'll restart

I hang my pieces for free, there's no add to your cart

I paint because I love it, and my fans, they take part

Yea they seem to understand me, and they tend to relate

I never thought Lost in Time would ever translate

Or better yet escalate to something kids would debate

Thousands of downloads? I was aiming for 8

I don't compare myself to others, I contrast to my past

If I can be better than myself, then the rest I'll outlast

They say that judgement day is coming, I believe it has passed

I say that in the present, presently I'm second class

But there's only so much pain that a poet can take

Before he's overwhelmed and the hate suffocates

I picked up the pieces, my spirits lost no more

Cause I Hansel'ed and Gretl'ed my life back to the door

I've never felt so alone, I've never felt these emotions

Every thought is so loud, how do I kill this commotion?

My ears are fuckin ringing, every thought is a decision

I am under so much Pressure, shit I'm losing when I'm winning

Thinkin, Show after show, how could this be a livin?

Gettin high like the sky, Droppin shit like a pigeon

These kids now follow me man like I'm a religion

I'm Actin richer than I am, what up Jeremy Piven

Quiting is easy it's Lucid Dreaming that's hard

Try Getting past your demons, even after they've scared

I pray to god every night, to rid my moms of this cancer

But he must have call waiting, I'm still waiting for an answer

I been Beaten down, left to rot, black and blue be the color I rocked

But I got back up, worked round the clock, and I think it's time to take my

Shot

Been practicing my aim in the range, made a name in the game, got fame

Yo this is war, it ain't acclaim, look what the fuck I became

Changed caused the game became deranged

Those rearranged lies, drove me insane

See I've been duped, I've been conned, but I got a surprise

FiOs snapped, Striking back bitch, Like episode 5

Guess Apprehension is dismissed, cause this rap shit is legitimate

Plus every time I write I get this Tingle In my fingertips and

Every time you say I'm sick, I can not just help but think

Success just may be feasible, got fans, it's unbelievable

Went to school and got the clout, when the game was still a doubt

Wasn't in the playbook, but I had to run this route

I had to take a chance, 2010 I sorta glanced

Then Lost In Time dropped, and these haters shit their pants

See I use to look up to public figures and famous musicians

Now I stare em in the eye but I still listen

Future envisions… I'm living star like conditions

And I ain't looking back, I made my decision

To be the best that I could be, there ain't no sign that's stoping me

I play the cards that I've been dealt, planning my monopoly

If I don't beat em on the flop, I'll catch em on the river see

Succeeding's my philosophy, I think therefore I Socrates

My life's passing fast, I can see it before me

Change is all around, different chapter same story

I'm walking down a tunnel towards a fork in the road

And the further down I walk, the more my souls exposed

To the future, I admit I'm feeling scared and all alone

Repping 51631, till my coffins closed

Ai yo the past is the past, who done care where I've been

I says I'm moving on up like the Jeffersons