’Tis the season - light up the tree Gluttony and merriment, comfortably Under the cover with wifey - She get mad at me When I turn the heat up to seventy, we technically Lower class, feeling like I made it though Got riches you can’t pay for, I pay it forward Could give a little more, but right now I’m in my own world, selfish Trying to see her smile as she unwraps the twelve gifts I mean, that’s one for every day of this, right? I don’t know, but it’s all I could afford You can blame the elves if It’s not to your satisfaction Or blame Santa’s fat ass for not fitting down the chimney It’s so simple when it’s just you ’n me I mean, me ’n U.. PS I got package for days, Stuff your stocking, now I’m talking in a way you do not approve But hey, I’m just a dude your honor - exhibit A Aye - this that part where I break it down, you know.. I don’t think anybody of importance has ever said anything like this but: ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU.. And those legos, I mean honestly I could probably use some new socks.. Maybe something else, but 50 dollar limit. ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOUUUUU - (Wishlist) Got me singing like.. Baby - It’s a cold, cold world outside (true) But we in here where everything is alright (right, right) Blessed for the time being With the presence of my queen This that card from us, to all our family and friends.. Joy and good tidings we extend Might never see peace on earth But we can dream, we can love, we can think freer Freezer-burn is the climate Murderous primates - highly opposed to highly evolved The writings on wall, we lock up the authors Burn the books and keep the ages darker.. The clouds lined - no silver, just compromised data Keep your eye peeled on thy neighbor Black Friday - identity scale They trying to scam your grandma via email The age of Obama, we still fighting a race war Fighting a faith war - no humanity Mammals, we love inciting the flame thrower The streets hot, and in the comments thread the trolls stay warm Burn babylon starting with the home address No regrets, no progress Just empty promises and more oppressed My new year’s resolution is to stop all the pollution No emissions when we burn this cloud fuel - listen! Baby - It’s a cold, cold world outside (true) But we in here where everything is alright (right, right) Blessed for the time being With the presence of my queen This that card from us, to all our family and friends.. Joy and good tidings we extend Might never see peace on earth But we can dream, we can love, we can think freer

I loop the drums, something loosened up Sloppy sounding like the loop is drunk I’m sober as a mug though, who’d a thunk? Fighting lucifer, like “why you losing bruh?” I guess the Jesus on my other shoulder is diesel And the dark lord feels intimidated Like a five-year-old holding onto Hulk Hogan (sigh) Damn that last bit of paraphrasing got me very angry Exasperated, this is not a statement It’s just emotion, I’m close to vacant Numb - that’s what they want These greedy fucks got enough, I must hold onto some This years been rough beyond social injustice Lost some people I loved, Gained a new sufferance.. Ask D.T.S. bout that ANX That flush feeling all on my face Faster and faster goes the heart rate.. Sort of like I’m waiting for the shrooms to hit, But I ain’t doing shit.. There’s no peak, it’s all bleak And it gets worse before it exits room, sense of doom impending soon Then the storm dies down.. But the clouds still loom And I know it’s only a matter of time So I’m trying to outrun the gloom And these headaches have been strange too Asked my doc if it’s a brain tumor If I’m misinformed you can blame google ‘Cuz everything can be linked to a brain tumor.. And he said.. “Umm, let’s hold off on the MRI, There’s no red flags, you can walk in a line, And plus, you might not like what it finds” (what does that mean?) “I’m not saying it’s not in your future, but first let’s try drugs and some acupuncture” Man this shits rad, thanks Thirty I wonder what’s the plan for my next birthday..

Once every 5 years (Something like that..) Snowmageddon, snowpocalypse WINTER BLAST I watch as it all falls.. And blankets the whole floor The city looking virgin pure (so beautiful) Might forget - somewhere, someone is doing worse than you are So let’s go.. Fourth and Burnside, Right 2 Dream 2 Yeah, there’s a price on FREE too.. I’ll describe the scene: hard luck, It’s not just hard drugs and fiends Mental illness and runaway teens All walks of lost souls buckle under they demons Outside factors, unseen forces.. Call ‘em what you will, they’re at play In determining which of us shelter evades This is the hand that you’re dealt, no exchanges (don’t like it?) Blame the dealer, blame the game Blame yourself for sitting down at the table But what choice did you have? What’s free will? We’re either pushed out the womb or surgically removed Premature with no tools No logic, no reason, no empathy.. Just lumps of potential energy As the brain develops, the burden reveals its girth ’Til like Atlas’ back, we feel this world And some would say, to shed its weight is to fully awaken I’m working towards that point but I’m not quite at it If I were, I probably wouldn’t need to write this passage If it feels good I might make it a habit If it feels great, shit paint me an addict I medicate but struggle with moderation I liberate from these constructs through meditation End of the day, I just count my blessings, Say thanks, and reserve my questions Some of which might just keep me up at night stressing But I wouldn’t trade this life for any others, if I’m destined For destitution I might eat those words But if the soup kitchens open, I’mma eat there first All the riches on this earth sleeping next to me in bed And as a wise man once said, it’s all bad.. ‘Cuz even if our love never dies, both of us will Most likely not together so one of us has to deal With that loss, it all goes back to shedding that weight Easier said than done when God taketh his gift away Somewhere a millionaires dying with a needle in his arm And a sober homeless man is catching hypothermia And they’re both good people, but this was just their hand dealt So build it while you can kids, then watch that snowman melt

We seeking vengeance like batman With the vision of Burton It’s Christmas in Gotham Something sinister lurking No penguin, just pigs gone berserk It's nothing new but lately there’s been a surge Citizens march peaceful but teetering on the verge Of putting down the picket signs and picking up burners If there's no consequences, no indictments Just donations and paid leave.. What’s the point of keeping triggers on safety? I’ve seen the homie talking reckless on facebook Like these protests are aimless, need to take this to phase B If you’re down to sacrifice, let’s make a change - please Meet me at the crib, peep the mission in HD That's when I'm like dang dude.. You know what the NSA do.. What happens when they show up to HQ? Educated radical, Islam the faith too Just ask ThunderThief.. That white van posted up the street On the flip side of the same concern for him, Wonder what he's prepared to sacrifice in the name of furthering the cause ‘Cuz I don't want to see him lose his life But the odds are against him anyways ‘cuz his skin.. So the mental juggle begins.. I want peace but at the end of the day, change is historically a violent affair Smell denial in the air.. In a country founded on bloody revolution, slave labor, and general barbarian terror. Seasons (hands up) Greetings (don't shoot) Holiday lights above the riot squad this is not a silent night Seasons (hands up) Greetings (don't shoot) Holiday cheer to fuel consumers But the stores have been looted He's not (hands up) Breathing (don't shoot) They won't loosen their grip, but refuse to admit they’re wrong He's not (hands up) Even (doing shit!) With these pigs it’s submit or die.. We up against the empire Let's keep this race shit out in the open It’s black art, black culture - I'm a guest and I'm hoping My good intention and love get me a pass for respect But I'm not about to sound as earnest as a Macklemore text Look, say what you'll say but facts don't lie.. This systems built to fail black lives.. And across the board, the common thread, those saying it's not about race Just happen to be the least qualified to make such claims.. Back to my dilemma - do I reach out to dude and say chill, Forgot to mention he's an artist that’s incredibly skilled And I don't want to see him trade his truthful voice for brute force But perhaps it's not my place to intervene.. Staring at the screen, social chaos the scene Stumble on the page of a white cop who praised Wilson’s “nice shot” This wasn’t a shock.. But on the same page, he praised a song by Black Star (Damn) Mind blown, how such messages lost Seasons (hands up) Greetings (don't shoot) Holiday lights above the riot squad this is not a silent night Seasons (hands up) Greetings (don't shoot) Holiday cheer to fuel consumers But the stores have been looted He's not (hands up) Breathing (don't shoot) They won't loosen their grip, but refuse to admit they’re wrong He's not (hands up) Even (doing shit!) With these pigs it’s submit or die.. We up against the empire