Inner demons singing songs of psalms/ And I see it with my third eye so I know they can’t be wrong/ But their defenses in my adolescence are throwing wrenches in all my romances Digging trenches six deep where the body fit to metamorph to manure quick and end up in the sewer quick if it doesn’t live in the gutter **** on some other **** ******* your mother **** taking another hit with another *****/ in the summertime with the undercrime life’s a marathon from 26 years to a lifetime reaching great heights through great strife it’s got me stressing and my depression has me obsessing on confessing to this God face to face/ Check my cell phone to two new notifications I need to make alterations if I want to climb out of this basement/ My body feeling basic what if they erase it/ I need an oral tradition and then escape in outer space in resistance because my sedition got me feeling alien to these foreign concepts of attrition/ I just need two ears to listen to this von gogh no wonder my middle name is Vincent/ And it’s got me tripping/ falling back on the Lean by the autumn it’s serene watching this scene cause a scene screaming in his lucid dreams/ Scream/ Scream/ My insecurities are irrelevant/ my problems nothing in the grand scheme/ chasing happiness and rapping this but if it’s not intrinsic you can’t win it/ But the media feeding this diet of bulemia I lost my appetite at the sight of an encyclopedia/ Rap is the truth but the objective is subjective a will to power or a will to knowledge they all eventually forgo the niche chasing dreams of getting rich/ And getting laid and getting paid but how can I desire either when all I desire is an end/ And now 5 days into Winter all hope is lost but new hope is found rooted in the ground but still searching for my route/ My conscience won’t allow me to shoot but I’ll shoot if I must/ And if I must I’ll outstare the lightning/ Because when valor prays on reason it eats the gun it fights with/ And these arms are taking arms against a sea of troubles thus conscience does indeed make cowards of us all/ And I’ll spring to revolution in the Arab Spring/ **** the duration of all nations and all denominations it’s time to come to an end and I’m getting tired so I’ll meet the cousin of sleep during my domination