[Intro]
"and I soon as I look up, they're like, SIR?!"

[Chorus]
When I sleep wide awake
I never been so afraid
Although I see my mistakes
I can't change them
Cause these are the ways
Are the ways, are the ways..
I said that these are the ways
Are the ways are the ways

[Bukowski]
"so you get a bit tired of life"

[Verse One]
Back then I was thinking bout some models
Nowadays I'm thinking bout some dollars [Ay]
Lately, I been feeling like some Momma's
And not the kind that has some type of problem [Ay]
Honеst, I can't wait to be a father
But I ain't got a plate to еat for starters
Plus there's all this rage that's pent up, bottled
Lord, I need the patience and the knowledge
Tell me have I wasted all these hazy years I've wallowed
Or the pain, is it gon pay off? when the lady sings tomorrow?
Maybe I should make like the Apostles
Maybe I should brace like the Apollo
Maybe I should wait for the apocalypse
To take us out the matrix when it rages & it swallows
I'ma be so grateful for when they bomb us
I'll be celebrating in the solace
I'ma smoke a J and be astonished
If I had a higher grade, I'd be in college
These are not the ways that I was brought up
These are just the ways that I done thought of
In the face of all the pain of being hollow
[Bukowski]
"you gotta leave some words behind"

[Chorus]
When I sleep wide awake
I never been so afraid
Although I see my mistakes
I can't change them
Cause these are the ways
Are the ways, are the ways..
I said that these are the ways
Are the ways are the ways

[Bukowski]
"You see?"

[Bridge]
Runnin' but my legs
Ballin' but my cheque got held
I was tryna bless myself
Always tryna bless myself
Never tryna bless no one else

[Bukowski]
"I have very little fear of death, in fact, I almost welcome it."
[Pat Stay Interview]
Some of those hangovers..
I'm on the floor, a xan
Bro, have you been writing lately?
Really fucked up moments I've been through

[Bukowski]
"But if you write dull shit, doesn't do anything what you die from"

[Verse Two: Quake Matthews]
I just woke up with a morning cough
Tryna walk last nights forty off
Bus air breaks squeaking amidst the morning fog
I see cigarette butts stretching for forty yards
Ol' conscious sitting curb site
You can see the mug growing from a birds eye
Blurred lines on the street lead the way
As I walk around the stain they tryna scrape for DNA
Bus shelter glass bears finger prints
Of many men who guilty and lost innocence
Cause in the end, we all victims of time
Some turn pessimist from the pitfalls of trying
Not I
I'm the definition of perseverance
Still as hungry as my first appearance
I overcame the pain, then I slayed the game
So now the world will never see another Quake again
I swear..
[Hook]
When I sleep wide awake
I never been so afraid
Although I see my mistakes
I can't change them
Cause these are the ways
Are the ways, are the ways..
I said that these are the ways
Are the ways are the ways

[Pat Stay]
Really fucked up moments i've been through
Ended up bring out the best out of me.. artistic wise
[Bukowski]
It's nice to die of alcoholism. It's very glorious"

[Outro]
Runnin' but my legs
Ballin' but my cheque got held
I was tryna bless myself
Always tryna bless myself
Never tryna bless no one else
Yeah, I went veg for my health
I ain't even do it for the cows
I ain't even do it for the clout

[Bukowski]
"Great!"