I lose track of all time Isolation ringing while I'm roaming in my mind I feel so much left to find So I'm searching through the rubble of what they all leave behind I'll be honest, I like it better in my solitude Find peace to run free in the scene of a dream Understanding ain't shit what it seems Taking hits, where it means everything to me But, fuck it! I reminisce on tuckin' Nines in the band of my waist, while takin' blunts to the face, letting life go to waste But now I'm older with perspective, so it's easy to respect this Now I'm writing up a check list Everybody get affected, everybody getting hit up Nines got 'em beat up, depression make 'em split up Cause the sorrow ain't allowing them to think of a tomorrow So they ass won't even lift up, but sometimes neither can I So, I'm lost in a dream and it's never what it seems I prefer my solitude, where I'm free from these things of a suffocating world Gotta stop and think what's next Take a step with a plan for right directions In my solitude I find reflections, dabbling in sections Motherfuckers think I fail, shit! Everybody think I'll flop Posted on the block with your Glock I don't wanna be like them, I'd rather I be more like him The man in the mirror, who don't really struggle seeing shit clearer My solitude longs to have me back, I can hear it calling My solitude longs to have me back, I can hear it calling