[Verse 1]
I´m never alone. It´s me, myself and this misery
Darkness despite the 5/8 gliterries
Plug me in like I´m the new kinect, 360-Xbox
Yeah, plug me in like I´m the new connect, slanging crack rock
Under the influence, underrated. My booth a sweat shop,
Hang towels and tank tops on my Sony C800.
Doctor tell me to quit, enzymes rising in my liver.
But that´s where me and him differ, nigger. I am not a quitter
Half the time mind´s in the shitter. I´m in the clouds. I hear the scriptures.
Most of us don´t love to be givers, pretty swell listeners, providing for those relying
You can´t define who you are. give fine line print refinement
Motives for better timing. my motive´s forever rhyming
I open the forum for them. They´re waiting for me to chime in
And say what I said, Simon
I´m debating if I should sign in.

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I´m never alone. It´s me, myself, and my son
I´m up before the sun for my son. That´s my number one priority,
Majority of people are minority. Underhanded, I understand it.
Being taken advantage of ain´t the best feeling is it?
The actions are found through anger, named it concealed imprisonment
I´m trying to implement the simple shit, not hoping for episodes of incidents
Which is prevalent without a settlement
I´m heaven sent, hell bound, fresher than luxury with lemon scent
And peppermints. Leather. Tints. Rev the 6 Series
Beep the horn and see if she can hear a bitch clearly
Make a bamboo earring got her name in cursive in the center
A self-centered woman with no room for you to enter on her vagina´s agenda
Got my name embedded, permanent henna
I´ll forget the times we had, will find another to resemble...her.
There´s always that somebody. could you possibly be that somebody that´s uhh
Watching learning scheming, turning tables.
There´s always somebody, there´s always that
Could possibly be that somebody behind your back
Watching learning scheming, turning tables
Watching learning scheming, turning tables

[Outro]
Y´knamsayin?
Nowadays you just gotta watch your back, baby
I mean you gotta watch your back like you got two backs
You feel me? Can´t be trusting these motherfuckers.
They all scheming, man. All they want is your motherfucking paper, your motherfucking talent, whatever you got.
Don´t give up your independence, nigga
And your motherfucking mind and that´s all you got, y´nahmean?
Besides your work