This is a song about "Philosophy"

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

But philosophy possibly, when you look it dead in its eye,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

No associates degree but i know about philosophy,

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

I am nothing because of the general philosophy of people trying to bring me down.i am

The game is fucked, i'd hate to bust it up but that's philosophy,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Sorry man rapping for a you is invalid, bitch you just lack such a talent,

Since i deem qualities of my philosophy on 'the me' to be what i need to live and