All I Know

Uh, starving artist in every sense of the word
So much so that my friends are disturbed
I disappear and leave just remnants of words

Maybe luggage, love the strength of concern
Can't be no burden, rather sit on the curb

Never got a thing I didn't deserve
Living to curve commitment and curves
All the natural women with curves
A gift and a curse, only goal not finishing first
They quiver and jerk, crowd like I'm delivering birth
Yeah, my vices are the ladies and marijuana
Marriage inconceivable, too lazy to care about it
By now I should be a parent that's raising a pair of daughters
A dog and picket fence, but I ain't made for Americana

When will I learn? As a spirit, ashes filling my urn
If I'm in it for the journey, should I give up my turn?
I'm getting more involved, one strap on me like 90's overalls
I'm still a novice, I'll die before I'm a know-it-all
Everybody lying, I'm no simp son like Orenthal
Uphold the law, cops, and follow proper protocol
Weighed down by empathy since infancy
You hurting then it gets to me, my energy is lower case
My energy is low as fate, no sympathy, I know it's fate

But when I need a friend to be a shoulder, I see no one's face
Is it me? Wish that I felt differently, there's no escape
Misery loves company, I choose to be alone these days

Infamy in my decisions and my bogus ways
Industry ain't meant for me, I'm in these streets, no more shade

'Cause all I know, I have no twin
Was born alone and I'll die alone
You see me when I perform
I told my life through a microphone, man
All I know, I don't know
Shit, shit

Running through the six, it's all my woes with me
City probably mad, crashing pity parties, no woe is me
Never point the finger 'less I'm giving directions
Better dead and misunderstood than living in question
Yeah, I believe in God but religion's rejected
Greatest thing I ever did was peep the Christian agenda
Yo, the sheep looking for a shepherd, used the Bible as a weapon

You tithing while you dress up, that entitles you to heaven?
Wait, fornication seem the same as being gay
We chose to overlook 'cause who remain to see the day
The savior split the skies, misty-eyed, you gaze upon his face

Then he severed ties, terrified of hate that we display
But what the fuck do I know?
Whiskey on my breath, I cupped the bottle

Love/hate, it's hard to raise the mic like custom model
Cuss a model out in the VIP section

See I be stressing, I'm D-I-E reference
Album longer than expected, see I need Tech in the studio
So self-absorbed they see my three best friends consistently

'Cause all I know, I have no twin
Was born alone and I'll die alone
You see me when I perform
I told my life through a microphone, man
All I know, I don't know
Shit, shit