Chillen by my lonesome/ burnin this haze/ learnin this maze that we born up in stays/ neva fades/ like the good nature, the way I undastood tha words on the paper/ just anotha bird on the pavement/ born free and enslaved to the matrix/ do the citizen cope? Hand em a sales pitch and a coke/ son you can’t just sit back on the ropes/ red or blue pill huh fuck it taken em both/ sumtimes I sit up in the middle, take in the smoke/ but mostly im whea the walls meet, takin ya jokes/ crack a smile when I crack a brew, fakin at most/ im goin unda every time im fuckin takin a stroke/ damn/ they used to be like O Danny?/ neva had a plan B/ good lil kid, nice family/ but Danny had a mission not a plan see, and neitha did you/ so sit the fuck down and eat up ya food/ why we searchin for the reason if the reason is true/ jus chill out, let it spill out/ watch tha form fill out/ sign it in blood, sweat and tears that cry for someone to love/ I aint waving, I’m drownin in flood…help me…(Chorus from Clockwork Orange) You can spell god backwards and I’m both to many/ drownin in a fountain of hope, they neva throw a penny/ ask the reflection no longer will he, but can he still surface for anotha glass a henny/ thea gives no answer but I kno what he thinkin, like- you give a fuck?/ you tryna mend that face up betta start tha nip n tuck/ but thas a task couldn’t accomplish wit them real disturbed drivers swerving up in ya unconscious/ cant tell a dream from the real night air/ it all melt together in the same nightmare/ such great heights where that kite flew/ but relinquished and to think its now nuthin but a sight that doesn’t requite you/ free these words, but na it don’t unlock the cage/ brilliant soliloquy my spot in the play/ I see all of it black and white that is caught in the grey/ inches n minutes simply washin away/ close my eyes and I watch him say/ this wasn’t meant to be/ the fuck happened to you, you so empty/ How long you gonna wait until you tell them to send me/ can’t save you from the depths of tha sea/ Brain n a half you was a goodfella, but’s like u tiptoed around tha whirlpool n jumped down cella/ …yo smitty how you gonna dance around the whirlpool n jump down cellar…(Chorus from Clockwork Orange)