Tryna make my time on this earth worthwhile
But I was brought up with a cursed smile
No demon but I found church vile
Happiness escapes me, I'll just search awhile
Been crusin' to find my way
Most humans wouldn't give me the time of day
No planet I can call home anyway
So I'm searching for my own, hope I find it okay

Not sure what I'm really needing
Closer to a god damn demon but even he been conceiving leaving
My body for the deep end, lately I've been grieving
Dry heaving and bleeding, probably overachieving
Deep in greatness, keeping negativity a far
Staying on course until they giving me a star
My friends keep their activities apart
Or in a jar, sour patch kids from the fucking start
Whatcha want, whatcha, whatcha want
R.I.P. M.C.A., Kyd blasting Beasties while he rolls a
BLUNT, Bluntman and chronic
Blue demonic like Sonic, motherfucking Philharmonic
Been on it since the Thunder was the Sonics
The Nationals were the Expos and the Hornets moved from Charlotte
Oh! Some of you rappers are just harlots
Rep the X til I die, bleeding black and then scarlet, GO!

Tryna make my time on this earth worthwhile
But I was brought up with a cursed smile
No demon but I found church vile
Happiness escapes me, I'll just search awhile
Been crusin' to find my way
Most humans wouldn't give me the time of day
No planet I can call home anyway
So I'm searching for my own, hope I find it okay

You cannot give me any other reason than the facts
Why every opportunity has slipped through the cracks
When every track is smoking by the pack
While you flap at the chance to diss me on wax
I see the gaps in your words, got a space mind
I chase perfection while you choose to chase time
Ay, slime, ride to the beat of the bassline
You got a kush flow but I like to lace mine
Who's at your door?
Jason Voorhees, a machete and the head of Demi Moore
But I'm just another rapper gripping my testicles
It's hard when every radio single's identical
And the full album's usually regrettable
I'm trying to create a piece of incredible
But I don't feel welcome, such an alien
Waiting for the British to come sailing in

Tryna make my time on this earth worthwhile
But I was brought up with a cursed smile
No demon but I found church vile
Happiness escapes me, I'll just search awhile
Been crusin' to find my way
Most humans wouldn't give me the time of day
No planet I can call home anyway
So I'm searching for my own, hope I find it okay

No spaceship, no phone home
Just a makeshift but it's gone wrong
In the matrix, time to roam lone
Watch these faces wonder where I came from

Tryna make my time on this earth worthwhile
But I was brought up with a cursed smile
No demon but I found church vile
Happiness escapes me, I'll just search awhile
Been crusin' to find my way
Most humans wouldn't give me the time of day
No planet I can call home anyway
So I'm searching for my own, hope I find it okay