Balance (Flower Mao feat. Mellow Robinson)

Uh.. I'm tryna find a balance 

All I want is music but I gotta fucked up finance 

And I've no money but I be bumping bobble head 

Up in my room for hours scour the Internet

For a sample of instruments I can use for beats 

Make it dope but I need weed I call the pusher man 

I Need a nug or two but I ain't buggin need a piece 

Smoking on the Kush again

Ahhgh 

I'm tryna find a balance 

Finding time for music truly proves to be a challenge 

And I want to be on-ly making bopping tunes

But Uh paying the bills is never opportune 

Catch me in 8 dollar shoes burning expensive cigarettes and saying that my feet are hurting

You'd think of me differently if we met in person 

Might seem audacious in my spitting but reality I'm nervous 

I'm worried that I won't find a balance

It's sounding

Like I've given up the fight and gone down wind

But really I'm just tryna find a balance  

Uh

I only work for nourishment and rapping is my passion

Uh

My life a normal life but my songs a glimpse of madness

Dashing is the mirage of after a wave half of my days making collages 

Tryna make the words on them honest, honest, I've been tryin hard to publish all this

I'm tired of this

I need a music pusherman so I can work my fucking day job till I get a break from the cyanide

By and by I'm a silent guy

I got millions of megabytes of music that you would prolly like

But instead I'm working 9-5 just for a little change that I can survive 

I'm worried that I won't find a balance

It's sounding

Like I've given up the fight and gone down wind

But really I'm just tryna find a balance

Man.. Who's got time for balance?

Personally I think the calendar is full of malice

And the clock on the wall is ticking for its own enjoyment 

Taunting our futile lives with repetitive noises

8 hours sleep that's a third of my day

8 hours after that just working away

Eat shit shower that's another hour now I've seven for several debts and wanna bump a beat loud

 I'm just tryna find a balance 

Too much time is spent worrying about my finance 

I want a vacation to get my songs to a science

I wanna make more noise, too often I am silent

I just wanna be honesty with the bumping tunes

I gotta make lyrics that will be touching you

Gotta get on stage, check one two

Gotta stop being nervous and not fret so much

I'm worried that I won't find a balance

Never go down wind

tryna find a balance