I spit lyrical miracles when i get physical I make you jump apart from your spirit till, you feel spiritual and now I got you enclosed feeling minimal, guess im a criminal I travel subliminal this is the principle, ripping until I feel like i have another mission to witness a fishing sun rays hitting and whistling glistening as you sun tan, im a fan of that shit so i'll roll till cards fold and balls starting hitting the walls, my mind I can say its quite divine (one take) i make more fakes then deepfakes with prosthetic dick fakes, I must say that the way i don't regret id bet, slip and slide in again. (slip in before you win or a dosage starts to begin) Syllables of the latter I really wanted to be better guess im anew cause achoo and few years go bye, you see your life go by like a fire engulfed in ice Im quite nice to when im filling rappers with anticipation no discrimination though, this shit im rolling in dough and feeling empowered, I wont be a coward I devour em and give me their allowance as a reward for their powerlessness, howling and prowling on the fucking low, but I have a anecdote with adjectives like lengthy asses, passing up with a feeling to make a beat real, and every street I cross is sealed case to case and border to border with odor to admire.. (slip in before a mean individual reveals again) Oh, okay. Pacing back and forth till i wreck a horse and I need some more of the whiskey, Yes me is he I see every PC in the vicinity yall giving me sympathy this rap though is my symphony just like my dignity but more in simplicity, yall pissing me off thinking im inconsistent but im simply different, im trying to play my games yall making me insane feeling the venom in my veins bashing shit like bain shit as is in pain till a motherfucker Wayne wakes a fame break to wake everybody I really am sorry, but I take everybody by the hand and lead them to a place of there own amazement Can I be real again even just for a second? I couldn't be saying much about my day life, its alright i fight the fight till I cant tonight and I tried to overdose on pills but till then pain was real, I fast paced to make a mil' but instead sealed my feels to a singular meal, a atom to say I never felt okay im trying to make it back (one step) at a time I guess, Im depressed but im too happy to show it (im stressed) I couldn't take a break not even a (rest) but shit when is not the matter of when I will make it, when has become a matter.. of faking Ouch gotta hurt, my fucking brain is going off its hinges, I cant pass this door cause behind is... syringes.
