Soles Rav (Ft. Kill Bill: The Rapper)

[Hook: Rav]
Look, I don't know (I don't know)
Why and which way I should go
But I don't care about nada
Your fear and despair ain't my product, ayy
And though the road is cold (road is cold)
My toes stay warm, my soles made of gold
Still puffing on marijuana
I'm gon' close my eyes when I wanna
(R-A-V) Ayy

[Verse 1: Rav]
These numbers won't feed your ego forever (nah)
The hole within you goes deeper than ever (yeah)
Reason been fleeting the people (yeah)
Cheated, mistreated, it's feeble (yeah)
Tweeting to reason an evil (yeah)
Perceived as the truth or see-through
But that's what we do
That's the new groove, apparently
Truth on the news look like YouTuber parody
And either you partake in the fruits of calamity
Or get cooked on the side in a soup full of apathy
We seem to struggle with non-binary dilemmas
Seeing colors between the lines, we hide from them forever
Then highlighting endeavors way inconvenient for our narratives
But we so bewildered when some see through our arrogance
Look, I got no time
To be fucking with y'all
You suckas shut, withdraw
And they say I don't get it but I get it, I get it, I got it
I don't care about anything, anything that I oughta, but