Fine Line

Another day, another hotel, the inside of it's nice though

Oh well, this is my life so

As I go and try to close for the nights show

See how far that line goes

Still blows my mind show

Business I'll never get some of this shit just always gives a weird

To this day cause all I ever did

Was just say the shit I'm the one that wanted to hear

Other people say to me when I was a kid

Son please don't make me some type of hero

Cause I will say some inspirational shit in a real way

But will still have a field day with some of the

Fucked up shit in the world and tell it to suck the dick

Cause I still make fun of a situation

Someone's in like a son of a bitch

At anothers expense, I'm fuckin' relentless

As fuck when it comes to this pen

I struggle with coming to my senses

Stuck on the fence on a balance beam if I seem unbalanced

It's challenging but my conscience allows me to think

The most foulish childish things without even blinking

Without even thinkin' about, all the stinkin' amounts

of people that seem to be reachin' in the crowds

I'm scream in the palace, sold out this evening

But now it's, maybe down to sleeping

Is it really my soul to keep or

Have I sold it cheap is it greed

Do I take more than I need

When I joke about leavin'

But keep over achievin'

Because whats stolen from me barely broke even

I know, it's a fine, fine line, living in hope or diring need

I know it's a fine, fine line, living in hope or diring need

So I notice how I paint myself

And through my hair when ordeals I'm so vain

I want my respect but ignore the

Butterfly effect that comes from my dialect

Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect

And my reflection shows what it's like here

Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights yeah

It's like a nightmare

I said, this vanity surrounded by these lights is a nightmare

And I don't like how I see myself so I

Open the Bible to Isaiah cause

I swear to Christ there are nights where

I stay up at night just to say a prayer twice

Just to make sure God hears cause this ice layer

Ice skate on tonights where

Put in it but I like stands

Feistier then a triceritops and like a dice player

I got a nice pair of dice here

Sealed off in my lair

Away from the bullshit good safe place to sit and talk shit

From this house it's quite big, but it ain't when you can't leave it

And I feel so isolated, nice I made it

But it's like I payed the price of fame twice I hate it

So I bitch about my life then make another song, it's a cycle ain't it

Then I wonder why I'm still famous

Keep walkin' the line

This gold fish poke it's old

But especially when you don't know

If your conscience is sayin' I told you so

You don't even know anymore if you got the soul of a soldier

Or if you sold your soul

I know, it's a fine, fine line, living in hope or diring need

I know, it's a fine, fine line, living in a hole dying

And from here you look so small

Hovering high above us all

Please come back, to me

I still remember the times when

They were simpler than the rhymes of

Vanilla Ice were when I was just killin' the mics

I'll never forget what that feeling was like

God, I miss those times now when I was just starting out

Without a diamond, now I'm diamond

I can't even stage dive in the crowd anymore now when I've been

Stuck in this house hibernate

Hate even going outside it

Sucks, sometimes I just wanna walk in Target

and look at shit Browse, I don't even want to buy nothin'

I just wanna fuckin' walk around inside it

Look how excited, I sound when I get to talkin' bout life and

Everything about it I miss

Which now reminds me

Put a thousand lighters in the sky for the Outsidaz

Wow, I must have had Alzheimers

Long time since I shouted them out, bout time

Cause it's been on my mind lately how

Zee you always supported me

You vouched, I will never forget that and

How you guys, accepted me for me and Pace

I love you too, you slept on my couch

And I been thinkin' bout the time I slept on the floor at the outhouse

Rhyming is all we ever wanted to do

And regardless how life has turned out

Inside I'll always be an outsider

My life has been turned inside out but I

I know, it's a fine, fine line, living in hope or diring need

I know, it's a fine, fine line, living in holy dying