The Fourth Horse - God's Gift Lyrics

Staring at the wall, wishing I was laughing
Thinking 'bout my people and my projects and my passions
Really can't be evil if I don't make any actions
I'm a recluse in my studio, make records and retractions

I'm smoking my herb, making my inspections
Just thinking 'bout her when I try to find direction
I'm writing these words, staring down my own reflection
My voice is unheard when I try to make connections

I can't help it, I'm trying to grow
Don't tell me, I already know
You've felt me from the head to the toe
Pouring out my soul while I'm smoking the drow

All these ups and downs, I stop and I go
Smile then a frown, waiting for tomorrow
Looking like a clown when I'm up at the show
If only you could know all of the weight that I tow

Living my life in full stereo
Dealing with strife, tryna keep the tempo
Keeping it light, I lick and I roll
Cutting my salvation with a lil tobacco

Giving demonstrations behind the back row
In smaller situations I find that I glow
Feeling my elation when you're hearing me flow
Forgetting my abrasions when I suck and I blow

Why do I love you?
Why do I hate you?
Why do I feel the deep need to create you?
Don't let the stealing and dealing frustrate you
Release your labors and let vapors straight through

Talk to your neighbors, they might be in on it too
Thousands of flavors, it's satisfying as food
Maybe that's why I don't give my body its due
Wasting away until I can't call myself Drew

I'm just tryna take a daily vacation
Despite the stakes I wanna reach relaxation
How come my access gotta lean on legislation?
I work for my money, spend it all on recreation

The only reason that they call it abuse is they can't comprehend the use
Rant and judge and bend the truth
The only seasons I can't stand to be clean are the summers when its green
And the winters in between
I'm admitting that my only excuse is I don't wanna tie the noose
I'm just tryna hang loose
I'm committing to avoid the machine
Spread joy on the scene
Now that I found my vaccine

I shouldn't have to spend my last dime on my medicine
I wouldn't feel the need to pass time if it weren't for him
Who said that it should be a crime to enjoy a sin?
I took it from a pastime to employment

A pastime to employment
Not I gotta write a fast rhyme to enjoy this
How I take it to the last line to avoid shit
Lazy wasting time with cracked eyes, take a joint hit
Hazy remembering fat thighs but it's pointless
Blazing it up in my pad, thai sticks in orbit
Raising my cup to the sad lies, heart's so boarded
"Keep to yourself, he's a mad guy, art's so morbid"

Floating on the ocean while I'm smoking locomotion
Toke until I'm broke and all my thoughts unspoken
Is it a blessing or a curse, haven't decided yet
I guess I'll leave it up to you, go 'head and place a bet