It's that time of the year when the sun comes out less every day, and we try to make orange vegetables look presentable. The Greenery Report came and that shit was exceptional. I wrote it in my own blood but it was illegible so I dropped it. if you haven't heard it that's regrettable, you should cop it. But I understand, I'm always skeptical but I'm technically credible, especially flexible, and definitely incredible. Still, the Fall was inevitable. Yeah, the Ball was inevitable but for now just sit back and digest this spectacle: Fall... Fall.

Some want to be doctors, most settle for nurse. I wanted the universe, settled for Earth. I know it's small. That's why I'm a know-it-all. I'm known to ball, but I spent too much time on the bench so now I'm tryin' to own it all. I'm known to call others out on mistakes they don't see. So they forsake what they disbelieve. When they speak they explain how they've been deceived. They moved on. I had to leave. Fiended a boge down. I had to breath. I've smoked more of these then I've had dreams. We all have those. Well, we all have needs. We all don't lead. We all don't breed. Still the same thing it all seems bleak. Keep swapping catchphrases. I'll speak. Not every thought is unique. There's been too many people, we sneaked past the peak. I can't eat this rotten fruit, It reeks. You fetal, retreat. This equal defeat. Evil is sweet. Don't retweet that. If you think you can get at BK you're gonna need to preheat that! I've rejected more astute observations than the world has college acceptance letters and hotel reservations; in addition dismissing more random character flaws than there are drunks in dive bars and stars in the sky. Hard headed I started years ago that still bite me in the butt. If beef turns to shove you might be fucked! I might be nuts. I'm in this alone, it might be tough. Go 'Juggernaught Flow' never give up. Put you where covers not, then blow the spot up. mug yer pops n' pop off, guaped up, smoking' blunts with bitches in hot tubs, it's never enough. I'm about to start buggin'. You'd better have guts! Memory so up to snuff you would think son seldomly puffed. Barbed tounges cleverly ducked. Plucked another bud, welcome back up. The fallacy bucked. I rode that wave… it actually sucked. No snapbacks allowed. If I don't have a fitted on, my heads in the clouds.

Will the salt of the Earth shut up if you pay them enough? I wonder as I puff another one up. I'm flying I'm not as high as the standard society says it strives for but I'm trying. All I ever wanted to be was a good man, I'm lying If weed kills brain cells well I guess I'm frying dough The universal truth is we're all dying slow so before the weed low I figure out where I'm buying more Winter feels like it's a million miles away so what are you crying for? And If you're implying that I'm high then yeah, I'm fucking flying. As in: Kush cloud headed. In the lap of luxury, cushion down feathered. Found pleasure. Couch lock. till I'm embedded Indica weathered. My whole house smells like pot. I vouch for this crop. No denying, And If you're implying that I'm high than yeah, I'm fucking flying.

Death's short, life's long. Spent the latter trying to write the the right song. 4 AM with the lights on, I light bongs. A handful of years later that life's gone. Sometimes I fall in love with the wrong things. When the night runs out see what the dawn brings. Sunshine in my eyes, surprised it's painful. A new day brings the same bull. Society lies. When my drive runs dry I resupply my high and it's back to the by and by, of aimless plight. When the day runs out I claim the nigh.t I came to fight. Why? I'm dangerous, aite? If I don't surrender the rain just might. Gained some knowledge, fortune and fame are not same thing. I've had neither and maintained a way to maim lame's game. My language makes a cage for them to be shamefully chained in. complaints went in one ear and out the other. Just like every piece of advice I ever received. Word to my father and mother. Is this existence "it"? I wish it wasn't so. I don't believe in shit a bit. Does it show? Even in the brook flowers grow. Break up some more bud, that's where the hours go. The afterglow of discovery makes me bitter towards those under me. I've had enough of these suckers. Humanity thrives, and because of that life suffers. I am alive motherfucker! Cuz one cell was a million times tougher. I realized something: Life's a bitch so I ducked her. Another bad relationship. I've been past the edge and wait to slip. How fake is this? I hate these bitches but like their Facebook pic Still yet to find one that doesn't make me sick. You only get one day; today. It might start with a dream, maybe it will seem good. New Paltz proved a relatively clean hood. I said I wouldn't get addicted, only a fiend would. When the Newports took me under everybody understood. I used to wonder if I could I have done it better. What a waste of time, it always winds up being never. Welcome to reality. Welcome to reality... well? (X2)

Sorry sweetheart, they cut you off too soon. It must be hard, you received no boon. Stuck with rough justice. Close enough to clutch it close. Maybe you could still touch it. Nope. You had the power to decide what was right. I hope it was real. Tell me, when they turned out the light, how did it feel? Probably melancholy. You had it all. Now you don't have anybody, and this is the fall. If you're feeling down it's just something in the air I'd swear this is the last time the cycle will come around leaves on the ground I can see my breath At a young age I found out the fall means death and this is the fall and this is the fall Sorry sir, someone should have told you: I've always been an asshole, even back then. I'm sure there's more room for you in the black hole I'm always half in. You rolled out, even though you never had dough. You sold out, so how can success be that slow? You survived a squall, awesome. Where you at now? Remember you crawled once. Back down. I'm this way because I've got the gall son. Summer became autumn and this is the fall son. You had it all son. Now you don't have anybody I guess you took the fall son. If you're feeling down it's just something in the air I'd swear this is the last time the cycle will come around leaves on the ground I can see my breath At a young age I found out the fall means death and this is the fall and this is the fall Sorry sexy, we don't have any happy, sober memories. Now your'e sadly so more than dead to me. Then again, obsession's always been my specialty. We were the recipe for disaster. The fall came faster than I could try to grasp the fantasy. The damage is done. I figured out what the problem was, damn, it's me. So go have the time of you life. I'll be fine but I wonder? If loves on the line Will you stall or will you take the fall? If you're feeling down it's just something in the air I'd swear this is the last time the cycle will come around leaves on the ground I can see my breath At a young age I found out the fall means death and this is the fall and this is the fall Life in the brook turned to life in the booth. Autumn came in and iced my youth. The Ice Age is coming, I have the proof. That feeling in the air is what you'd feel if you climbed up to the edge, looked down, and cryed all night on the roof.