Came in the game like a pregnancy, blew their minds like ecstasy, now everybody wants to get to me, recklessly using my energy, i’ve been carving this path for too long, i’m starving, and this image I’ve been guarding is mine whether or not it’s garbage, but when the seas start parting, it’s to my drum that you’ll all be marching, lost in the clouds, i come back down, with heavy rounds of precipitation, these words are a translation of the vibration from my motivation, shaking relentlessly, I can’t get sleep, but i’m the best i’ve been, since you all met me, so come on and step to me if you wanna get beat, ‘cause i come harder than a bull in heat, i’ll make sure your career is a full defeat, you shouldn’t do anything half assed, because your best lines make my worst look class, don’t think of me as a rapper, that’s lazy, i’m more like Dre than Shady, has your work been compared to Section.80? Get that K.Dot mention, then you play me. But if not, stay quiet, stay hungry, fix your diet, everyone wants to get up and make a change, but it’s good words that start a riot. So please stay silent until you have something of value, don’t waste all your energy shouting into the vacuum.

Hope you’re not too sick of me, ‘cause i’ve been in bed with me, and it gets so lonely, and it’s getting cold slowly.
I want what I thought I wanted, all alone, this house is haunted, and it gets so lonely, and it’s getting cold slowly.

who am i to hand out life lessons? in essence, all my words are are weapons, i use them against my depression, and to make bad impressions, but if you find yourself in my presence, don’t start guessing my message, there isn’t an answer, nor a question, just my musings and messings. I wrote this at 2am, that’s when I like to write, when everyone is asleep, and I feel so alive, my brain runs like a hamster on a wheel, and it’s a big deal when I feel this way, it’s a touch surreal, but this moment is ideal, Alice actually landed and now I have to follow it up, it got played on the radio and my followers went up, i made music for me, and now there’s a little pressure, i gotta do better, i gotta make treasure, gotta make tracks with beautiful texture. I thought this was supposed to be fun? I thought a lot of things. I’m just having a good run, that’s how the pendulum swings, soon I’ll be back to no one listening, and as much as that was crippling, at least my music was interesting.

Hope you’re not too sick of me, ‘cause i’ve been in bed with me, and it gets so lonely, and it’s getting cold slowly.
I want what I thought I wanted, all alone, this house is haunted, and it gets so lonely, and it’s getting cold slowly.