I be leading this race and I'm leaving yal behind
You better catch up you need to open your mind
You may be able to see but really you're blind
Open your eyes, leave your body behind
Explore the world to expand your mind
It's weird that I made every line rhyme
But that's how it is and it still sounds fine
I talk a big talk but I walk a big walk
I walk everywhere and you can see my strut
I'm confident, cocky, hardy and all
But in all honesty I'm really real small
I know my situation but do you know yours
You sit there in excess and laugh at the poor
Wasting your money and time everyday
Not spending to help in every way
Not saying you should but it's better than now
Where you sit and you sit then you sleep on the couch
You don't move a muscle and you seem like a mouse
You're small in this world but you're big in your house
Government thoughts you can't think for yourself
You've gotten lost and don't want to be found
You cry for a wolf but expect for a hound
You probably know it but you're sinking down
So I ended up writing this, along with some sets of lines under a similar theme, after my brother kept mentioning this rap duo called "Underachievers". They're semi-mainstream in my mind in their style. They talk mostly about doing drugs, but unlike most people they tie it in with the psychological and spiritual effects. I mean like fuck, they met by smoking together and connecting over psychedlics. They've worked with Flatbush Zombies also. Well I'm not surprised, they both came from Flatbush. Flatbush Zombies have worked with some bigger names though, like Juicy Jay, A$AP Mob, and Joey Bada$$. But back to the point. I figured I might as well make a slightly egotistical rap about my spiritual superiority to most people.
Enjoy some Underachievers
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