I'm tired of living with filth/
I've many dreams but seems only these nightmares are real/
I contemplate how I could make a change in my reality/
Then back to dirt, to being dragged inside this gravity/
My actuality is always surrounded by calamity/
And all these addicts, who sit idly and dreamless/
But in the back of their minds there might be hiding a genius/
If only, they had the fire to spend more time to reveal it/
Instead, they only keep it up inside of their heads/
While any light of theirs they shine is put to a pipe, and I dread/
I might be going down the same way/
I'm trynna go down a different path in life but, all they do is say stay/
I'm trynna change things, move from the past/
And those who say they want the same latch onto my back/
they're dragging me down, keeping this reality real/
I needa look at them and say I'm tired of living with filth/

I'm dousing bridges with this gasoline/
And this fire shines a light that I haven't seen/
I hope it guides my way
I hope it guides my way

As the flames are burning high/
I'm finally seeing now just where the surface lies/
The smoke'll guide my way/
The smoke'll guide my way/

You can miss me with that bullshit/
Quit your yappin,' little homie's only looking foolish/
Nuisance. You want my two cents?/
You should stick your neck out but then put it where that noose is/
Deuces. peace, nice to know ya/
Said to be a beast when you be crying over no one/
Coming up to me then you gon' fail to find a shoulder/
I'm like ayatollah, rest in the sky, the cloud's my sofa/
Above the clouds, I know that's where I wanna be/
But people right in front of me are trynna go and front on me/
Like, Sean, I can't believe you're leaving/
But I know that they're deceiving and their misery loves company/
The same ones that claim they loyal to the core/
But stealing other peoples fires the way they keeping themselves warm/
So I'm cold, calling death to all the ones that only hold me back/
Then looking past, can't stop to give a fuck on how they gon' react/

I'm dousing bridges with this gasoline/
And this fire shines a light that I haven't seen/
I hope it guides my way
I hope it guides my way

As the flames are burning high/
I'm finally seeing now just where the surface lies/
The smoke'll guide my way/
The smoke'll guide my way/

You can miss me with this bullshit/
Angles changed and tables turned, and now I'm seen as ruthless?/
I'm wiping off my palette, clearing everything thats useless/
But if painted as a villain then I'm proud to be the culprit/
Seems the ones who deal the most wrongs are the first/
To cry foul the worst of who I write these rhymes 'bout/
So It's time I'll, tell em' pipe down, and hush hush/
You sus fuck, go hang your head low and die... now/
I'm the one who's, trynna escape/
Find me a place, that's high up in the sky to create/
While, you might also share some similar dreams/
But won't commit to a thing, unless it fits in your schemes
Or, is handed to you, but ain't that embarrassing?/
to make it to a new place but, you were only carried in/
I'm cutting off dead weight, all this carrion/
With the same hatchet that I said that I was burying/