Hodgy - Alone lyrics

I'm never alone it's me
Myself and this misery
Darkness despite the 5 8 glitteries
Plug me in like I'm the new Kinect (360-Xbox)
Yeah, plug me in like I'm the new connect
Slanging crack rock
Under the influence, underrated
My booth a sweatshop
Hang towels and tank tops on my Sony C800
Doctor tell me to quit
Enzymes rising in my liver
But that's where me and him differ, nigga
I am not a quitter
Half the time, mind's in the
Shitter, I'm in the clouds
I hear the scriptures
Most of us don't love to
Be givers, pretty swell listeners
Providing for those relying
You can't define who you are
Give fine line print refinement
Motives for better timing
My motive's forever rhyming
I open the forum for them
They're waiting for me to chime in
And say what I said, Simon
I'm debating if I should sign in

I'm never alone it's me, myself, and my son
I'm up before the sun for my son
That's my number one priority
Majority of people are minority underhanded
I understand it
Being taken advantage of ain't
The best feeling, is it?
The actions are found through anger
Named it concealed imprisonment
I'm trying to implement the simple shit
Not hoping for episodes of incidents
Which is prevalent without a settlement
I'm heaven-sent, hell bound
Fresher than luxury with lemon scent
And peppermints, leather, tints
Rev the 6 Series
Beep the horn and see if she
Can hear a bitch clearly
Make a bamboo earring
Got her name in cursive in the center
A self-centered woman with no room for you
To enter on her vagina's agenda
Got my name embedded, permanent henna
I'll forget the times we had
Will find another to resemble her

There's always that somebody
Could you possibly be that somebody
That's uhh
Watching, learning, scheming, turning tables
There's always somebody, there's always that
Could possibly be that somebody
Behind your back
Watching, learning, scheming, turning tables

Y'knamsayin?
Nowadays you just gotta watch your back, baby
I mean, you gotta watch your back like
You got two backs you feel me? Can't be
Trusting these motherfuckers
They all scheming, man all they want is your
Motherfucking paper, your
Motherfucking talent, whatever you got
Man don't give up your independence, nigga
And your motherfucking mind and
That's all you got, y'nahmean?
Besides your word