ayo, i stand next to the edge so i can explore myself
images of knowledge has gotten me floored with wealth
wishing shit was different as i drown in regret
tears filling the air, as my heart pounds my chest
walking a fine line like a bi-sexual
wanting to feel when its all mental
a creation of thoughts from my dreams and fears
only twenty four but death seems so near
as every opposition comes from within so every gain appear as losses
see for me nothings easy, my paths clear as darkness
so when i encounter a fork in the road
the only out comes too contort like harder game modes
shits so funny as i approach the outter limits
cuz as my sanity waivers like tug of war, my moms prouder then bliss
still a mortal with a want for the feeling of beyond
cuz prayings a trick of the mind, hoping god and me bond
with the only answer being never look back
forget what you believe in as you'll only know fact
like whats really real? as desire comes from another mans life
that why my lifes a bitch that woke up on the wrong side