Aye Can anybody hear me Sorry, I didn't catch that Fuck off, Siri, not you I been feeling kind of blue I been wearin armor too heavy to stand steady But I bear it anyway, because a man's ready at all times Society's fault and plot lines I memorized, playin my part right That part's wrong Life's odd as the Far Side; feelin far gone But never sorry for myself, word to Momma Comin up like the hot sun on the Serengeti Eyes wide as horizons, still full of wonder But sometimes I wonder Can anybody hear me Does anybody feel me I can't seem to find one Can anybody hear me Can anybody heal me I can't seem to find one I can't seem to find one Who wear the veil, you know him well Too close to tell sometimes It's just enough light behind those dull eyes For the right one to fall head over heels at the wrong time Same time it's Pall Malls and pale ales to unwind The numb mind, it froze hell Now snow, hail, or sunshine is just life Like a bug bite Sizin shit up like a Bug's Life; a fall might be alright if it isn't from a tall height, right Convince yourself the highs was all hype, aight I'm feelin alright, but never alright It's like a threshold you can't exceed Rollin solo Sometimes you're so low and panicky, but never show, though Hell no What kind of man would you be if you couldn't handle these things He told me, Lock up those emotions, bro And handed me the cannabis leaves Dependency turn into addiction eventually I know some people who's financially free But still prisoners in their own mind; American Dream Nightmarish scenes disguised by glam and gleam Why I don't care to sleep, writin by kerosene light I better bite my canary-like tongue I don't know shit cuz I'm young, right Treat it like heresy; feel the fire at my feet I can feel my mind start to atrophy That would be exactly what they want In this society everything's desire with a front They attack from all sides but the front Plot- in the back of minds plant a seed Hatching as you think you see that you could never be Accepted authentically It's happening as we speak Famished fiends checkin feeds, livin vicariously Through people who pretend to be happy as we could ever be Truth is we all trapped beneath pressure To be more perfect than we actually are I wouldn't wanna try parenting I'm blessed to be exactly who I have to be But that don't mean I don't wonder Can anybody hear me Can anybody feel me