[Verse 1: Hibernation] I was born with a beautiful mind, theres no two of a kind It was suited for I, and I'mma use it to my, (my what) My advantage, and make use of my time Cos I was told in a dream that my music's a sign And im truly devine, and only few can deny But youd be suprised, at the amount of people, that choose to be blind And a**ume its a lie, and they talk like its just another delusion of mine But soon, they will find out, the truth that is i'm Way more than an artist, and something much deeper, than you can define Its confusin some times, cos they had me locked, in this white room thats confined With the walls padded, wearing a straight jacket Being viewed as some kind, of unusual swine While feeling like a god trapped in a human disguise, why? [Hook] Am i, a saint or blessed, gifted or cursed Its so hard to (d**h with sometimes?) Im often told that im living a lie And I can't see it, dude I (can't be it?) The truth is out there, and I can't reach it
When I know who I am, and I know how I feel When, this ain't a complex .... so its gotta be real [Verse 2: Hibernation] They say its a sickness, and my brain is inflicted With the strangest condition, but maybe it isnt, (what are you saying?) Im not crazy but gifted, I mean listen to my songs and the way that they're written, (they're godly) So can you blame me for thinkin, the case I been given Ain't my confliction, I think these f**ing doctors are satans a**istants They take what I say but they change it and twist it And they generalise, to make it simplistic To the point where I look like some raging ballistic Caucasian statistic, its getting to me And my patience is slippin;, I gave you all life and I can take it this instance But in this ward, im chained and imprisoned But the day that im given, permission to leave I'mma make you all get to your knees, and pray for forgiveness [Hook]