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weston gates - stream of consciousness lyrics
[hook 1: weston gates]
awake…in my stream of consciousness
when i finally p-ss out i dream of consciousness
take a swig…from my stream of consciousness
i pour a little down my throat, then i choke
[verse 1]
askin’ questions at the westin, “god who is weston?
what kind of future do you want me to invest in?”
the future’s bright but the present’s lookin’ dull to me
a fine line between adult and adultery
visions of dancing sugar plums and p-rnos
i hear my hormones; another wh0r- moans
this h-rny h-rnet’s nest of test scores and escorts
makes me wonder what i’m under stress and overdressed for
i travel memory lane with amory blaine
we play a game, its name is “blame or be blamed”
‘cuz stigmas stick no matter which nickname you try to pick
and i was born rich, guess that means i’ll die a d-ck
fox news, they inform of my gun views
i was conservative, now i’m confused
strugglin’ luggin’ luggage on the train while the plane boards
tryin’ to remember what i hate lebron james for
[hook 2]
awake…in my stream of consciousness
when i finally p-ss out i dream of consciousness
take a swim…down my stream of consciousness
i drift behind a little boat, then i float
[verse 2]
i’m by myself smokin’ winstons up on church hill
starin’ at the parish and the perished as the he-rs- fills
i see the parents and i wonder if it hurts still
the first will makes the purses spill
so please cremate everything i create
clean slate, free me from this free state, please rate
me based upon my father and my background and alma mater
there ain’t a girl alive that i’d be proud to call my daughter
i’m spitting thoughtlessness off of this esophagus
i’m coughin and i’m comin down with nasty nas nauseousness
am i poetic or prophetic or pathetic?
get a medic or a diuretic ‘fore i die a diabetic
i’m low on credit but high on reddit, forgettin’
gettin’ sick from breathin’ the air of wikipedia
i’d have to have a hazmat plus a gasmask
to keep myself protected from these snapchats and hashtags
[hook 3]
awake…in my stream of consciousness
when i finally p-ss on i dream of consciousness
take a swim…up my stream of consciousness
i try to stay afloat, then i choke
[verse 3]
i’m cornered by the coroner, the ending of the corridor
explorin’ forty floors but i can’t find a window or a door
i’ll probably tour the morgue long before i’m forty-four
i’m outta words, i go on amazon to order more
i’m head over heels, i’m headed for divorce
she’s my soulmate, nah she’s just the wh0r- du jour
so waiter please clear my plate, lemme hear my fate
i hope i’m average but i fear i’m great
lord yeezus get me humble, let me crumble
starin’ in the mirror at my stubble then i stumbled
afraid to alter, i swayed and faltered
fallin’ to my knees at the alter
my crucifix turns into a noose, i try to loosen it
now it’s such a nuisance, sh-t how? i know it used to fit
i sit ‘n pray that god’s hearin’ everything i say-
but the only one listenin’ is the nsa
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