Way Out West — Chasing Rainbows

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Yo, they’re like, oh my god, you fuckin rap
To the white folk I’m a thug with a tats
To the black folk I’m too fuckin frat
Yo fuck this crap get fed up
My dad says keep your head up
And don’t let yourself let up
I almost had my bread up

Then got jacked, now I’m back, in a worse place then I was
Get some pats, on my back, but my name ain’t got no buzz
Hit em w a track, and you swear, that this gone be the one
Cuz you ain’t never topped it, talk it up and drop it then youre back to square one
And this is art to me, and its heartening, that potentially ill live off it
But disheartening, that a part of me, says compriomise to make lil profit

Real topic, seems theyll cop it, if you talking about pill poppin
Dealin rock and gettin guap and it helps by the way if youre real shockin
I don’t spill often, my heart that is, just took a hit and I’m still coughin
They don’t get me, if I said kill kenny, they’d say why the fuck would you wanna kill lofton?
Sealed off in, this lil box and, thinkin this could be the one a mil watchin
Like this is it, hah, yeah right, again we gotchya

Every night
Close my eyes
Filled with the hope of what tomorrow may bring
Every day
I awake
Yet it’s the same old song that they sing
Play for a new crowd
Yet its the same show
Achieving new highs
Yet feel the same low
I start to think they’re right
Some things can’t change though
So I wonder if I, am chasing rainbows