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