What, what happends if the dream's true? People clapping like I'm the new president putting new rules? No bro, no family, no hope, neither tree No one is taking any of these tre Making four, like faking four walls with no doors Making my mind like pure concrete source But sometimes I misunderstand words (worlds) like I need a starfish (star or fish) Cause I've been hungry but it's hard to not sin (scene) Blurry don't want me to discover the feeling of killing Of no ceeling, no dreaming, more sinning Blaming, my meanings, not winning Fearing, false living, mishearing Disappearing, fearing sharing a ring Looking for kissing, stripping Not chilling, not fitting Getting in tearing during thanksgiving So I'll listen to Blurry No more cold teas from my dad, Murray Corruption roams by politics At least my boss is good and hired me again