Fine Line

Another day, another hotel, the inside of it's nice though Oh well, this is my life so as I go and try to close for the nights show See how far that line goes, still blows my mind, show business Guess I'll never get some of this shit just always feels so weird To this day cause all I ever did Was just say the shit I would've wanted to hear Other people say to me when I was a kid So please don't make me some type of hero 'Cause I will say some inspirational shit in a real way but will still have a field day With some of the fucked up shit in the world and tell it to sucking a dick 'Cause I still make fun of a situation Someone's in like a son of a bitch at anothers expense I'm fuckin' relentless as fuck when it comes to this pen I struggle with coming to senses Stuck on the fence on a balance beam if I seem unbalanced It's challenging but my conscience allows me to think The most foulish childish things without even blinking Without even thinkin' about, all the stinkin' Amounts of people that seem to be reachin' in the crowds I'm scream in the palace, sold out this evening But now it's, maybe down to sleeping Is it really my soul to keep or Have I sold it cheap is it greed Do I take more than I need When I joke of leavin' But keep over achievin' 'Cause what it's stole from me I've barely broken even It's a fine, fine line So I notice how I paint myself And through my hair when ordeals I'm so vain I want my respect but ignore the Butterfly effect that comes from my dialect Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect And my reflection shows what it's like here 'Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights, yeah It's like a nightmare I said, this vanity surrounded by these lights is a nightmare And I don't like how I see myself, so I open the Bible to Isaiah 'Cause I swear to Christ there are nights where I stay up at night And say a prayer twice just to make sure God hears cause this ice layer I skate on's a nice way of putting it but I like stands Feistier then a triceritops and like a dice player I got a nice paradise here, sealed off in my lair Away from the bullshit good safe place to sit and talk shit From this house it's quite big, but it ain't when you can't leave it And I feel so isolated, nice I made it But it's like I paid the price of fame twice, I hate it So I bitch about my life then make another song, it's a cycle ain't it Then I wonder why I'm still famous I keep walkin' the line This gold fish poke it's old But especially when you don't know If your conscience is sayin' I told you so 'Cause you don't even know anymore if you got the soul of a soldier Or you sold your soul It's a fine, fine line And from here you look so small Hovering high above us all Please come back, to me I still remember the times when They were simpler than the rhymes of Vanilla Ice were when I was just killin' the mics I'll never forget what that feeling was like I miss those times now when I was just starting out Without a dime and, now I'm diamond I can't even stage dive in the crowd anymore now when I've been Stuck in this house hibernatin' Hate even going outside it Sucks, sometimes I just wanna walk in Target and look at shit browse I don't even want to buy nothin' I just wanna fuckin' walk around inside it Look how excited I sound when I get to talkin' bout life and Everything about it I miss, which now reminds me Put a thousand lighters in the sky for the Outsidaz Wow, I must have had Alzheimers Long time since I shouted them out, bout time 'Cause it's been on my mind lately how Zee, you always supported me You vouched, I will never forget that and How you guys, accepted me for me and Pace I love you too, you slept on my couch And I been thinkin' 'bout the time when I slept on the floor at the outhouse Rhyming's all we ever wanted to do And regardless how life has turned out Inside I'm, I'll always be an outsider My life has been turned inside out but I It's a fine, fine line