it seems the calsualties of war is the keys on caplock/
happily slap box with any rap,rock artist/
i shock garbage MC's then turn em into locked targets/
rappin' is now an overly flocked market/
so i broke in with the same brow bar i unlock cars with/
but some dreams make it/
and the more crap i buy for my house, the more it seems naked/
my "tenseiga" is what finished it/
the relationship with me and the mic is intimate/