Okay I got a problem, maybe happy pills will mask it
Artificial feelings tied up neatly in a package
I'm fucking sick and tired of all you carbon copy trap kids
Some talking thug and talking drugging like they Travis
Guns and greed, guns and greed
Gotta keep feeding that war machine
All you need's that cup of lean
Couple gold chains and golden teeth
Golden speech, golden seed
Think it'll grow you a golden tree
Fruit covered in that golden leaf
Coupe covered in that golden fleece
Well think again and think of me
Find Nirvana soaked in bleach
Find a mantra, go in peace
We other world, we outer reef
We solar flares, we overheat
I count the stars, I live my dreams
You shepard hard, your talk is cheap
Like counting sheep, go the fuck to sleep
When everything's black and white
I just paint my own picture, picture
While everyone's killing time
With happy pills and my liquor, liquor
Voices all up in my head
Telling me not to pretend
That everything's black and white
I'mma paint my own picture, picture
I am standing in the crater of a moon just like an obelisk
Letting go of the world and all its fucking awkwardness
You may think that what I'm telling you is quite preposterous
But look inside and free your mind of that tiny box it's in
I think I curse, I fuck and
I seek out fate not luck, man
Stand up when others duck and
When I'm face down, dirt in the muck, man
This catch on speech get rough and
Like I haven't drank enough, man
When the weekend comes and the nights get dumb
And the sheets get eaten up
Only thing I bite is my pen
Like two drunk chicks going end to end
Ghostwrite cost a million
Every story needs a billion
Standing in the dark with a shitty grin
Choke the throat and steal the win
Never giving up, never giving in
'Til it all goes black obsidian
When everything's black and white
I just paint my own picture, picture
While everyone's killing time
With happy pills and my liquor, liquor
Voices all up in my head
Telling me not to pretend
That everything's black and white
I'mma paint my own picture, picture
We're from different planets, you and us
Our languages entangle us
Certain words you cannot trust
Like candy paint or angel dust
Innocent, but do not touch
Try to eat or have for lunch
Lose your teeth, your mind and such
So buckle up, my buttercup
No white flags, no parlay
Red cards, we Barclay
Blow up like Pompeii
We giants here like Andre
US to the UK
Are you blessed? I can't say
Five star like prodigy
And Mobb Deep like all day
When everything's black and white
I just paint my own picture, picture
While everyone's killing time
With happy pills and my liquor, liquor
Voices all up in my head
Telling me not to pretend
That everything's black and white
I'mma paint my own picture, picture