The Only Constant

It's illogic, warrup blockhead 
 Yo, check me out 

 Conscious with a purpose, the undeniable 
 Viable franchise, spit the verses 
 Primadona rhymers lost they lip gloss in their purses 
 Now their stories make up don't glisten as much 
 Even know they touched up they blush babblin 
 On the road traveling 
 Thinking of ways to make my days more extravagant 
 Heard that crime pays, but it's only a below average 
 Rather grow old, chillin with my children 
 Eating sandwiches on the porch with my beat up 
 Than be in the streets with savages looking for scraps to eat up 
 Though patience is a virtue, I'm running out of it 
 They gotta get, back to the basics, 
 Cause walking in place starting to wear 
 To thread on my exits 
 Ageless pages, keep the eternal 
 It's a challenge within itself 
 A rich man is one with knowledge, happiness and its health 
 That's obvious, common sense, way too intense for settle this 
  
 You riding the things for lighting incense 
 While I make my pick 
 Side chosen, sparkin wicks, set of dynamite sticks I'm holding 
 T minus 10, and blowing 

 Watch for the shrapnel that spreads 
 Try to adapt to length and the lax of luxury 
 It seems that when I woke from my dreams 
 Nobody's touching me 
 Have to guard to turn my dreams to reality 
 Suddenly gluttonies, everybody's favorite sin 
 Mouths full with them... 
 Open your eyes, the rich get their checks from the wealthy 
 To have a clock and then watch them break your spirit 
 But you left with no options when you acknowledge a glass ceiling 
 Shattered shards, slicem e up something crazy 
 But baby I'm healing fast 
 Every lap is a band aid, I never embrace fear 
 Cause I'm beyond all the things that man made 
 A diggin the life of the nicest right that you never heard.