Real Life - Charles Hamilton

I woke up to a warm corona

A cold blanket, see I warned you, I’m a loner

Instead of a morning Folgers

My day was born boring and colder

No-one knows if i was snoring or sober

It’s her fault, pick a chick

So many distances getting depicted

But in this instance

I isolated myself, my passion is making me selfish

Say that you felt it

I’m out of luck, like the '98 Celtics

The Wicked Witch of the world, I stay meltin'

But my boomstick landed, I have to get candid

I got dark and was told to can it

Most of this album is self-loathing and damage

Forced to have fun like a Freshman on campus

I study hip-hop, which isn’t to say I love it

But I was struggling so much I need a new budget

Am I real, am I a lie?

Can you feel what I provide?

This is apart of real life

This is the art of real life

But I wonder what you feel like

In my world outside a real life

Fuck it, I love this thing

I bring justice to dreams

I guess I’m stuck in the scene

My old friends were just along for the ride

As long as I provide, they like every song I write

I sip the warmths of vessyl like I was on but messed up

Not at all gone, I’m next up

The Pink Lavalamp is on the dresser

The girl that understands moved on, I left her

The strongest lesson, never let them see you sweat

I used to sweat and bleed in bed

She would touch my scars by grazing my lips with a kiss

We made love so sacred, and blissful, and intent

And though the pain was pleasure I swore I could make it better

It was after sex that I promised I would stay forever

But I didn’t the clefs are my deepest lovers

Damn music we need each other

I climb back under the blanket and watch Southpark on mute

Wondering what they meant

Sometimes I wanna be ancient to have obvious wisdom so you can think while you

rock to the rhythm, I’m not kiddin'

Young whipper snappers are spittin' crack and livin' the facts

Of which I’m after

I’ll bite their style with a different laughter

I would’ve said witches but wisdom tells me to zip it

I’m confident in my penmanship, wish I could say the same for the censorship

I get it miss, the world has to relate, so instead of masturbate

I would rather have a debate

I’ve been toxic with Gothic gospel, now my logic is not as hostile

I hope you like it in recent years I’ve been so defiant

Now pray I have the heart to the open minded