Waching daily Jun 3 2017

"Who, me?

Nah, man, I'm never growing up.

I want to run with you guys, make money just like you.

And someday, I'm gonna be as big as *bleep*, a neighborhood legend, man.

Everyone's gonna know my name around here.

You just wait and see."

In Albuquerque chilling with the thirsty 30-somethings, Peter Parker picking pickles, sticking Kirsten Dunst,

See me posted up on the TV with a receipt for the Mary Jane, Doc Oc with a black box flying paper planes,

Battle with the shadows and they screaming that I'm incapable,

Ain't no better day to fade away when you're unfadeable, Mary, Mary Jane, what a merry, merry name,

Jigsaw riddles, can we play a barely scary game?

See, Papa was a rolling stone and my Mama's down-right erratic, Smoking for my nerve,

and it's got me feeling schizophrenic, Shadows on the ceiling preaching peaceful feelings,

Entertaining not so friendly spirits got my head reeling,

And I know in time, this too shall pass, So before you try to kill my grind, I ask,

Can I live till I die? And I, know I'm one to get addicted but I,

Stay fly, get high while I, try moving on up but I just wanna get by,

Just wanna get by, man, I just wanna get by,

Riddle me this, fiddlesticks and tiddlywinks,

Regurgitating, resonating Wu Tang cylinders, 36 chambers is the syllabus,

Chick Chick Baw, man I'm killing this,

Deep in the belly of the beast, brethren feast where the demons lay deceased, blaze the beats,

Synopsis of the 12 apostles, pastor, preach a ghetto gospel,

For the streets overrun by rascals and the homes overrun by assholes,

Hail Mary, Mama sang lullabies so eerie,

Mama sing what Mama saw, say she never figured that we'd ball after all,

Ain't this all that we're told we'd be?

Ain't life nothing but a recipe?

And ain't this all that we thought we'd see?

Ain't life just a waiting room for the R.I.P?

Can I live till I die? And I, know I'm, one to get addicted but I, stay fly, get high

while I, try moving on up but I just wanna get by,

Just wanna get by, man, I just wanna get by. Just wanna get by, man, I just wanna get by.

Can I live till I die? And I, know I'm one to get addicted but I stay fly, get high,

While I, try moving on up, but I just wanna get by,

Just wanna Get by, man, I just wanna get by.

"Hello.

Who, me?

Nah, man, I told you I don't do that shit anymore.

Man, you need to get off my phone with that childish shit, I told you to stop calling

me about that.

Y'all are grown men, man, I can't believe you guys still do this.

Man, get off my phone, you need to grow up."