I write and break down my lyrics. my writing is for entertainment and perspective. if you need help that’s ok we all do. it starts with talking to someone.
I’m not a juggernaut with the heart of a lion
Or a titan with heightened enlightened sight
That’s just not right despite the fact I love to fight
I don’t choose to live in the light With My head held upright
I prefer a invite from the dark knight
The kind of guy who fights
I wish I knew how to get what I wanted
All I know is that I feel so unwanted
Haunted by my past
witch I don’t know if I can surpass
It’s a Heavy mass on my chest
yeah I am stressed
But still blessed I’m making progress
Like the first word smith with a press on the precipice
Your a funny guy who had to take a lot of shit
You bit your tongue when you were young
Being among the other kids made you glum
Feeling tightly strung with values that are to strong
Placed firmly where they belong
To help you stay away from wrongs
The man was interrupted from his duties by a thief
The fact he is alive is a relief
so stop giving him grief
He can now be released
just make sure he can be reached
Incase the story’s incomplete
when I see his rap sheet
I’ll go over all his tweets
The only person who can help you is yourself
Your health is number one you have to get it done
Two figure out exactly what it is you want to do
Pursue at least three vigorously four
consideration
On which to build a foundation from more then just Obligation
Father please forgive me but I want to kill my father
It feels like it would be a goddamn honor
Wonder if he’d know when were standing toe to toe
Would it quickly click right before the death blow
Although I don’t think so I’d still enjoy the show
I feel older then the Han Dynasty at least Spiritually
My life is binary I live simply some may say primitively
But it works for me because I’m not a Normie in society
I like scarcity there is less you can take from me
Making my life more care free so I can find the key
The kids have learned from Watching the dollar bill burn
people being concerned as it takes a massive downturn
Losing their returns they’ve earned over the years
Watching it disappear bringing grown men to tears
Unable to take care of their affairs let alone their airs
I’m not a juggernaut with the heart of a lion
Or a titan with heightened enlightened sight
That’s just not right despite the fact I love to fight
I don’t choose to live in the light With My head held upright
I prefer a invite from the dark knight
The kind of guy who fights
Yes this is me
I pick apart everything I see
Life feels like a tragedy
Or fruit of the poisonous tree
We all do are best to avoid misery
Do you disagree
You think I speak in hyperbolically gee well you don’t know me
I’ve rapped about every thing from smoking grass
to atomic mass and optical glass even copper and brass
plus how men like to harass women
but lets begin with the shark skin that’s a sin and I’m not in
nor am i a kingpin of demonic origin
these are just verses that I’ve written
When I pulled up to the hospital they had a gurney waiting
I told them he’s fading and his pulse is thready
The bloods making everything wet and hard to see
I think the bullet hit in artery
that’s why It’s so messy
He is need of a emergency surgery Rather urgently
It’s my birthday and it got me filled with dismay
Where should I be maybe Broadway performing a play
or working in a factory that old cliché
But what can I say Life doesn’t go a certain way
Plus it is definitely filled with shame
And pain
That’s why I smoke a J of Mary Jane
I promise it doesn’t matter I will find the pattern
It is my turn to earn my place among the discern
Who yearn to upturn the very truth that burns
Unearthing concerning emerging
Observing’s
Of Mysterious reoccurring’s worth researching
And deserving of confirming
My brain is a little more then just Fuzzy
My head is Quite puffy from the fight
In hindsight it wasn’t to bright to try to test my might
But I did alright
I even still have my sense of sight
But now I see the light outright
I will be more polite
I will try not to incite
People like to say they get ate up by the machine
On that term I’m quite keen
it represents the unseen
The vary things that hold the strings
Well clipping our wings
To hold us down
so we don’t enter the playground
Filling in the background
with All this random sound