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Spiritual War
by Dream
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I'm a skinny white suburbanite
Trying to get the fuck out of the burbs tonight
And yes you heard it right
I'm sick of being comfortable man I'd rather be serving life
'Cause I'm already in prison it's just mental but the shackles are real
Existential crisis got my people fucking asking me to chill
Yes the accolades appeal to an unaccomplished twenty something
I'm finna dominate my field
I will not yield
I cannot smoke pot just to not feel
A coping mechanism
Not my specialism
So I rarely allot time when I've gotta heal
You do not appeal to anyone with a self esteem
Your shoulders drop 'round anyone who is high esteemed
The motivation of two and a half men no Charlie Sheen
But I'm hardly seen in this oversaturated market
Harping on the same issues
Thought we departed
Barely jaywalked and now I consider arson and aggravated larson
Just to show I'm someone that's important
We get our shit imported
Directly to the table even though we're able bodied
This a good city, I'm a bad kid though
I want my sustenance to be something I hunted in a pit ho
Keep it a hundred that's why I been dope
We fight a spiritual war
Never made our own miracles before
Trying to make it through a storm that doesn't exist apparently
Left without tools due to helicopter parenting
I'm a skinny white suburbanite
Trying to get the fuck out of the burbs tonight
And yes you heard it right
I'm sick of being comfortable man I'd rather be serving life
'Cause I'm already in prison it's just mental but the shackles are real
Existential crisis got my people fucking asking me to chill
Yes the accolades appeal to an unaccomplished twenty something
I'm finna dominate my field
I will not yield
I cannot smoke pot just to not feel
A coping mechanism
Not my specialism
So I rarely allot time when I've gotta heal
You do not appeal to anyone with a self esteem
Your shoulders drop 'round anyone who is high esteemed
The motivation of two and a half men no Charlie Sheen
But I'm hardly seen in this oversaturated market
Harping on the same issues
Thought we departed
Barely jaywalked and now I consider arson and aggravated larson
Just to show I'm someone that's important
We get our shit imported
Directly to the table even though we're able bodied
This a good city, I'm a bad kid though
I want my sustenance to be something I hunted in a pit ho
Keep it a hundred that's why I been dope
We fight a spiritual war
Never made our own miracles before
Trying to make it through a storm that doesn't exist apparently
Left without tools due to helicopter parenting
