This poetical essence has blessed my adolescence,
Infested with crime stories. Pain, regection, neglected..
My walls bare down, Entrapped in this nightmare,
Organized confusion's reducing the way my light glares.
Floating in the endless waves of my own sorrow,
To sadness, I've been borrowed, Only hopes of tomorrow.
My heart feels no incentive, It's walls are bare and hollow,
Searching, relentless, for my stroke, With no one to follow.
Can u think of the pain that's engulfed in my veins?
Where happiness is a privilege that's denied of it's place.
A soul where religion's missing at whole,
Only controlled by pending sin, redemption, Never my own.
Where white, gleeming teeth, are replaced with empty tears,
Comes with an endless wisdom, that's solid beyond it's years.
Solidified anger and danger are no strangers,
With only one's tasteless mistakes, To aim blame to.
Unexcited, divided attention,
Creates diversion and mass conversion,
Satisfaction turns to concernment.
My life resembles brand-new religion,
That contains answers to questions,
Deceptive, wreckless ambitions, Containing guesses and wishes.
Can you envision the way I'm kicking,
What the game's been missing?
The new apprentice of greatness,
Staying true, I'm the shit, damn..
Rap needs me,
Please believe me,
It's a great thing, That it found a way to retrieve me.
You fuckin need me,
Can't you see these..
Rappers are confined to walk in a straight line?
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