The Star Room

Hallelujah, thank God I have a future Prayin' I don't waste it gettin' faded 'Cause I'm smokin' *censored* until I'm coughin' up tar Feel the surge, energy curve like a lumbar I don't act hard, I still read Babar Trippin' out, lookin' at a bunch of Google map stars Shit, they got a app for... that [Verse 1: Mac Miller] But me, I'm still trapped inside my head It kinda feel like it's a purgatory So polite and white, but I got family who would murder for me Think I'm livin' paradise, so what I have to worry 'bout? Dealin' with these demons, feel the pressure Find the perfect style (Perfect style) Makin' sure my mom and dad are still somewhat in love All these backfires of my experiments with drugs And I experience a touch of my epiphany in color form Difference between love and war inform me, I'm above the norm (Above the norm) Give me anybody though, I'll gladly chew his face off, them bath salts Rhymin' like it's summertime on asphalt, hot Haven't picked a major label, think I'm blackballed I still don't got the heart to pick my phone up when my dad calls Will he recognize his son when he hears my voice? I put this music against my life, I think I fear the choice And I don't know what I'm runnin' from, but I'm runnin' still I conversate with acquaintances, but it's nothin' real I'm from a city that you hear and think a bunch of steel So a hundred mills wouldn't make me sign a fuckin' deal (Fuckin' deal) Money kills, that's the truth, it's called the root of evil But I want that Rolls-Royce that the homie Lennon drove So, if you don't talk about some money, I'ma send you home Unconventional, special but unprofessional Adolescent expression that's lettin' me meet these centerfolds As troubles fill my mind capacity, I let 'em go (Let 'em go) If I was Johnny Depp in Blow, I would let it snow (Would let it slow) That's just me all wildin' out and bein' extra though (Extra though) Yeah [Verse 2: Mac Miller] And if God was a human, it'd be yours truly Watchin' horror movies with some foreign groupies Thinkin' this decor suits me (This decor suits me) I do drugs, get more loopy I'm in tune to ancient jujitsu spirituals, it's blissful (It's blissful) Lookin' out as far as eyes can see I'm glad that me and this elevation could finally meet (Could finally meet) I think I'm JFK's final speech, they try assassinatin' all of my beliefs (But I'm asleep) So whisper to me for the peace of mind And he be high, some weed to grind on top a Jesus shrine (Shrine) Twenty thousand on my watch 'cause I needed time If y'all would leave me the fuck alone, that'd be divine (Be divine) Yeah, can't decide if you like all the fame Three years ago to now, it's just not the same (Not the same) I'm lookin' out my window, ashin' on the pane (Ashin' on the pane) Shit, wonder if I lost my way (Lost my way) [Verse 3: Delusional Thomas] Yeah, don't you ever wanna hide away? (Hide away) Poseidon triumph in the eyes of rain Won't give a fuck about tomorrow if I die today (Die today) I'll greet the devil with a smilin' face (Smilin' face) Shit, that God fellow may reside in space As, times are wastin', I'm freebasin' with Freemasons My girl's switchin' the locks, the keys keep changin' (Keep changin') Dreamin' of places, my own personal creations If there's a party in Heaven I plan to leave wasted (Leave wasted) Retracin' my steps way back to Biblical times We-we all gon' end up meetin' at the finishin' line [Outro: Mac Miller] And these words that I command you today shall be in your heart And you shall teach them diligently to your children And you shall speak of them when you sit at home And when you walk along the way, and when you lie down And when you rise up, I am the lord, your god