Activity - Homeboy Sandman

Let me figure what it stand for I used to be vegan

Now every piece of chicken that I see it I’m eatin

Every piece of puss I got I used to try keeping

That just ended yesterday, wattup wit this weekend?

Then I nevered talked about race while speaking

Hmm, about face now i’m black and puerto rican

No porn 'cause it degrades women, made my mind up

But fell off, now I get off on chicks that’s tied up

What i’m gonna do next is anyone’s guess

This lot of inside me that i’m trying to suppress

'Bout to call a code red from the unrest

That explains why I always live in sublets

One thing is for certain I ain’t taking no meds

My jacket’s inside out 'cause I don’t root for the Mets

I be practicing restraint at certain moments

Other times I turn around like fuck it go ahead

I have always been the one for trying my best

But I ain’t never been the one for holding my breath

Rather just dive in since I’m not afraid of depths

Might as well bug out since I’m not afraid of death

Seems like motherfuckers be so afraid of life

So afraid of being wrong

So concerned with being right

Personally i’m concerned with living life greater

Fuck if i’m wrong i’ll correct this shit later

In the mean time I’ma gather my data

Have it my way like if I’s a dictator

Nevermind Christ or St. Magdalena

This is real life, not flight simulator

Maybe instead of play it by year

I should tone it down a bit and play it by ear

Time to take the training wheels off the bicycle

Start being focused

Stop being fickle

But see I’m God body down to every particle

So I could pop shit like a _____ pop pimple

And I am not afraid that I’ll wind up in a pickle

Or if I’ll get hurt, matter fact it kinda tickle

Bring the pain, I’m keep it plain and simple

I’m trying to have a reign, I ain’t trying to have trickle

I ain’t worried 'bout a dime, I ain’t worried 'bout a nickel

Or trial by fire, I’m defiant on principle

You ain’t seen a muthafucka like I

Nothing that could pay off that a _______ won’t try

I’m doing what I wanna for the rest of my life

Everything gon' work out as long as I don’t lie

So I’m walking through the dark with no lights

On an empty highway in the fog with no brights

Salesmen you could keep the bullshit, that I don’t buy

I don’t really sweat the minutes as they go by

Trying to decide when you gon' die?

Sorry homeboy, no dice, no di

That’s a whole pie of cheese pizza in the sky

Death is gon' catch ya like catcher in the rye

Might come next month or next week

So I proceed as if I’m dead meat

Warming up my forehead from the red beam

Every morn I wake up with a wet dream

Nothing I do’s embarrassing to me

These are all facts not facsimile

Sinking or swim, it’s all action to me

It’s just activity