I’m distressed
I set the bar so high I gotta push it past the limit to progress
My eyes are bleeding truth
You can see the backseat hustle through the lies of a fool
I turn a rapper into food
Fuel my fire with the vision I exude
I leave it on the field
You leave it where you loot
There’s so few that really got it like the Muze
I’m melting into something else
I fell through stained glass onto nails
I take for grantеd threats of hell
I wife a thot likе Jezebel
I bear my name
Like passion sells
And hollow vastness tends to swell
And swallows ashes from the sails
These broken mirrors rip through the well
Drawing cries from the fear of death
Threats straying
Beg for a bag of ignorant bliss
There’s a hole in the sky and its opening wide
The whole world has devised to squeeze the last drips from the mind
How many murdered in the name of your creed
I’ve not touched one soul with these devilish deeds
People ain’t sh*t without the individual
Complex
Crazy
So Chained to your shame ohhhh
sh*t
MF
I don’t give a fu*k
Has the sham I’m on to
Gone insane in the brain
I can’t truly believe these clues
This dream of mine
Guilty just for being mine
Shut trick doors
Chip the block
You can’t knock the stock
Or co*k block my game
fu*ked the b*tch so hard
She bout to cum 6 ways to Sunday
The fun way
Only one way
Gotta work so hard that ya thumbs bleed
Other MFs can’t breach through Eden
Cheat my sheet
Wanna reap my meaning