King Sisyphus of the Atlantic

I been playing and praying

Pray, running them laps

Niggas pass me the ball, it won’t touch the grass

I been dreaming and scheming escaping the past

New Earth cast a shade keep bringing me back

Dream past, turtle shell on back

DNA got the power (Pow-)

Show me the figures

Show me, show me, show me

Bitch count the bullets six feet in the grass

There's nothing I can do about it

(Mmmmmm)

There's nothing I can do about it

(Mmmmmm)

There's nothing I can do about it

(Mmmmmm)

(More fye)

There's nothing I can do about it

Momma say, “Know ya name”

Poppa say, “Wasted days”

And no change, change, all the same, same

And no pay, pay, like everyday

And who to blame, and who the stain

And who not, and who got it?

Know nothing 'bout it 'cause I doubt it

Yeah I ain’t bout-

Ain’t no stopping, still counting

Living life while I’m drowning

Take a bath in a fountain by Mulholland, I’m drownin'

Applause, noise, debt, loss, damn

This is what they mean-

Applause, noise, debt, loss, damn

This is what they mean what it cost, damn

Hoping that these fans cool me off, damn

Or this world