Sitting quiet sick and tired of feeling sick and tired
Sick and tired of spitting fire but the shits admired
Whats a mistifier I am mister fire Richard pryor
Going after riches make these kids retires

jake Lloyd rapping like I take roids
Squat in my emotions taking potions for this hate void
Lost in my devotion for these poems I remain coy
You ask me how its going im advancing in this Gameboy

Uh uh the game boy changed me not the same boy
A new being whos being altered by the pain joy
You see him in the village hidden in the rain ploy
Step in to my radius moving shady its

Long for man evolutionary process
I cut you off with no stress you aint got the guts
new enemies are old friends

Think you know how my road went ?

It's plain to see he confides in these words
these waves of sea subside I'm basically alive, just be decisive, better yet incisive, be concise and they'll never breathe beside us he can hear the spiral patterns they can see the sirens, but they'll never leave in silence that's the beauty of music, even memory defies us I'm...
Getting better at getting better at getting rid of the curse of the cuddled corners the work'll succumb to soreness, serve to the son of shrines then come alive to orders, this circular studded slaughter
Rolling single-file in battle intertwined & tangled, live your life in shackles sinful life, sick of writing, sick of that, disentangle sycophants, this attack on cinematic picture pans to sit in black, sitting back relaxing, I wish I had distractions
But now I wipe my jealous eyes, I rush my options, always falling to decide like when weidenfeller dives.
Band of the Hawk think you know how my road went

Iam the renegade I follow my own path no heart
Blow past run like I wont last first place
Londons my birthplace star born blazing
Nurses got burnt face cursed fate

Still the Best on my worst days I went to eden for my first plate
burn fire to detersnakes
The Innocent that the world changed
Can I make my world change