Intro (feat. Big Rube)

Optimism, about the faith of a people

That have accepted a mission improbable

To become some particle

Purged by discourage of suffering

Anger, hate, vengeance, and war

It's tough to explain, debate the men, or explore

But I die straight to the core

And an implosion of introspection so quiet

It can deafen me

Yet breathe breath into the sins

Lungs of the most tempered thug

Tease a bull get dismembered and drug through the mud

With a point from the head of a heavy weight

From the cold detail reality of hot graphite

Missing meat in a butcher trap

To the grandiose flights of fancy

From the abstract mind of a hip hop super nerd

As long as the truth is heard

The truth must be spoken

My youth has been smokin' and drankin'

Drankin' and smokin'

A life that to most may seem dreamlike

But rarely are things what they seem like

We ain't tight 'less y'all tight

Might bless me and all type

But it's all wrong

The goal is for all thrones

To be sat upon by true kings

All pretenders must fall

Into the fathoms of they own character flaws

But as long as we attempt to fool ourselves

We are not yet free

All in one say it, Bubba K now

Here to doubt, where's today?

On the Greyhound

Sittin' in the back

On top of close to eight pounds

Hunting for a innocent town

That I can shake down

Passed the Mississip'

I swim in the Great Lakes now

Made it this far

But still I can't escape how

Law ran in, back in the A town

And all I'm worth

Is all it ain't found

My brother in Denver

Used to do a lil' dirt

Maybe through him

I can move a lil' work

Me and Wichita, I produce a lil' smirk

Shop at Walmart, new shoes and a shirt

Tried to call mama

See if she denied the call

See if she ain't smoke the shit

I provide for y'all

Try to doze off with PM Tylenol

Just move a cue piece

Still I can't smile it off

Not yet free, not yet free

Not yet free, not yet free

Continuing my voyage in the Colorado

Folks live life but not with my bravado

I know that this pill is hard for you to swallow

More pig shit in which for you to wallow

I'm posted up here, at least until tomorrow

Get a pound of Buffalo Nik's that you can swallow

Only thing I'm holdin' is pain that you can borrow

Plus a whole pocket of change for your sorrow

Lotta Kat'z busted, but they can't find the hop

Lotta Kat'z hustle if you ain't grinding stop

On the open road, now is not the time to flock

The buzz is formulating, Jimmy

Now's the time to drop