(Verse 1) How you gonna take me for a Waste of karma The summaa cum laude who amounts to nada Astrological signs say the end’s upon us As our planets re-align and then return to stardust Girl I know the ring was small but When ya tell ya friends, leave that part out Ya like to point out That I’m too broke to buy the bar out But ya boy broke an E string singing his heart out Dancing in Satan’s waltz As I betray my soul for Party favors just to re-accelerate my pulse cause These sober thoughts make you day dream locusts In a land that otherwise may seem Roman Lord knows what goes through her mind But I know you see these omens Feelings foreign Just look around at all these tourists Unbeknownst to us all, we’ve reached the ocean’s end Chorus Welcome to Bar 68 Welcome to Bar 68 Bridge Verse 2 It’s not the only bar in town Why is that you love me here and now Far away in a foreign place Only to have your memories erased Chorus Welcome to Bar 68 Welcome to Bar 68

Verse 1 My dear friend has good credit A career and checks his reddit every few seconds He seems so pathetically consumed Most nights he’s just stuck Passing blunts in a time loop Riffin’ on and on bout things he aspires to As I just sit and wait to reply to They all wait for me to lead the way Chorus 1 Everyone’s got a dollar sign in their name Verse 2 My eyes appraise As they reluctantly pay for this date like’s she’s…. Like’s she’s not worth her weight in treasure gold Doing as the Egyptian Pharaohs when in Rome With a new redbone who claims she’s Seminole Trying to play DJ in my rental Requesting Curren$y’s new mixtape Chorus 2 Every rappers got a dollar sign in their name Everyone rappers got a dollar sign in their name Bridge She said…. “Your skin may be light Your nose may be straight You may be bright But your heart’s as black as Cain You’re just an artist spreading conscious art and Favorite authors Favorite martyrs Still got….nothing to say” Verse 3 All of the history texts barely mentioned us I don’t care what the 2012 census was I can read shorts or any non-fiction But I finished Trumps book all the same Chorus 3 Everyone’s got a dollar sign Everyone’s got a dollar sign Everyone’s got a dollar sign….. In their name

Verse 1 The woman of your dreams Would rather you believe That you gave into the man Long before she gave you back the ring She was taught to make plans She can never love you like your family can The questionable women in your bed Were never meant to wear your diamond or relieve your stress Them Wi-Fi code asking hoes make they demands Then go bad mind gyal fi dem ting on the gram You know, my yute, to them you’re just another son of sam They can never love you, like your family can Chorus 1 There’s money in the ceiling That you can never touch There’s no one you can trust No I can never force you To join the family business Post-Chorus 1 But it’s there if you want Verse 2 Screaming to the heavens thanking lord of zion All for blessing pickney with enduring heart of iron Forged by the heavenly father in his likeness Yet acts like his earthly more than he’d like to Just to stay afloat a man gwan do what him need to Even if him slang yayo like the man that precedes you Given that you stay broke, it’s unreasonable To think she wouldn’t stray so and not leave you Your mother kicked me out the house soon as she discovered What was above her knowing child support would never be summoned Especially after having you Alex I would never touch her Just like the money in the ceiling I would never entrust her I never did love her But no one else can love you, like your family can Chorus 2 There’s money in the ceiling That you can never touch There’s no one you can trust There’s money in the ceiling When love is not enough When love is not enough No I can never force you No I can never force you No I can never force you To join the family business Post-Chorus 2 But it’s there if you want It’s there if you want It’s there if you want

Verse 1 FDA approved hate run in his veins Black man’s blood in his bacon as he spun to give chase I slow down like a converted Muslim dangling bait My Malcom X frames hang as he’s scanning my plates Peering through my rear view in a state of trance like Zen pose As heart rate and blood alcohol content rose Snow White froze sitting passenger side alone Justified a ticket if my civic didn’t ride low Can’t remember when I went from poppin to distributin Hidden zip lock in my sock yet still fidgetin Cop say, “Pass me the rock” you still give it him Talking my way out like Miranda ain’t listenin Chorus I smoke my jerk just like me herb Drop a couple ashes in my urn Momma don’t watch the news Please just pray for my return They will burn us at the stake Pigs eat anything, pigs eat anything Can anybody else say grace Pigs eat anything, pigs eat anything Verse 2 Swore my innocence Asked my lawyer for deliverance Telling me his Jewish dietary laws prohibit it Caught up in the rap….They’re processing my past life Doing all the math….These prosecutors act like Readers hustlin palms Beast of Babylon merely reshuffle him cards All a man can really do is keep hummin him songs Trustin in psalms Nervous as I twirl up the phone and stutter in calls Fuckin with Mom’s for bail money Knowing where I am curtails worry Still she considers hitting ignore like a pale jury Sacrifice the eldest son A bastard like the second runt Of Dell Curry, still you care for me My pops taught me how to guard my body, not protect my head Control your temper or patrols will peg you left for dead Frat boys with law degrees enjoying their success Bought the drugs I sold them then fucked me over with no consent Less than human, pray proof rooms make ya whole soul pretend Came back in this bitch with a flip of script as a sober man Seeing my ex-girlfriend in visions, trippin with no defense Make me feel whole again Make me feel whole again Chorus Repeat Verse 3 Yeah I know the feelin When you feelin like the son of King Selassie and a white mistress A slight privilege For a felon with a light pink pigment and a better diet Can’t afford no white lean chicken but I know a pious Rasta man nuh eat swine Pigs will spill your blood then fuckin Sip it like it’s cheap wine Order round of 3 pints I seek Christ but prefer the old gods for guidance Drowning in vices I call on Poseidon He seem the wisest Weak minds casting they street dice, but I can see signs Packing for Vegas hoping crap tables let me retry Jobs to uphold, college loans, leave it all behind License revoked, hit the 15 north as we drive