chip on my shoulder

<sub>hey,
you ever feel like
youre up against the world?
everyday bro

got a chip on my shoulder but its no silicon
quantum grievances leaving me wanting my home
none of this swapping seats with copies of me
game of thrones more like musical chairs

im usually aware of plots against me
armies of henchmen always go down
quicker than one ubermench whos been tested
funny how it went
from bedless to president like the West Wing
forever investing in better friends
like Jennifer Anne

softened hearts with hard armor cannot be punctured
but sometimes drawing the opposite to em
watch who youre cooling with
only fools dont know who theyre fooling with
i wanna be free even when its not to be, but soon it is

its the mood im in
put the tool to the head of any illusory man
never let a loser win
im better not bitter
never a quitter
forever a visionary spitter
i seen death like breath in the winter

chip on my shoulder only growing bigger when older
different when we were little, didnt know wed be soldiers
didnt know all the twists and turns in the road for us
now the only children to exist are on posters

sold us to the slave owners before we were born
wrote laws that only hold up in amoral courts
paybacks only a bitch if youre ignoring your child support

cuz im a laid back dude but im not snoring
attitude is that of a brooding king in lord of the rings
soon to return
music making the birds sing
i nurse em with holy water, theyre thirsty

bliss on my radar
but lately display aint been operating
when ponzie scheming
made off with the green like Bernie Madoff
they reversed universal currents with the dog star
sirius satellite orbiting Gods heart

now, im not tryna be mad
but when i think about how it really is?

chip on my shoulder sees me bent over keyboards like Schroeder
seeking for melodies to unfreeze an emotion
what looks calm on the tin within its imploding
im told its cold deep in the ocean

and the ice that i walk is so thin, almost falling in
what were tiptoeing over aint tulips like Tiny Tim
they only seen the tip of the berg like that diagram
a shining gem result of an absurdist life led

i surfed purgatory for a lifetime fam
not concerned with worries, got no time for them
im aligned with the plan
combining and merging earth and paradise aint a dice roll, man

if i can will it, i can
patch a shattered man back together with a gorilla glue can filled with syllables
run my mouth like a motor
the louder the better
proud to be yelling about getting this chip off my shoulder

why, oh why oh why, is it always this way?</sub>