| Every time I try to be
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| There’s somebody who waits for me
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| But they don’t think I’ll ever see
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| I don’t want no enemies
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| But I won’t be portrayed as weak
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| That’s why I see differently
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| And sometimes I don’t even speak
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| It’s honestly astonishing the way I’ve got them piling in
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| Autopilot rhyming, still I find? |
| I lie within
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| Just because I’m smiling doesn’t mean inside I ain’t dying
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| And hiding but sympathizing, I’ve tried minimizing
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| Cos that’s when guys switch sides, and wanna empathize and
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| In this life
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| Advance the place and hands it feels right
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| Left the tight hold the spite
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| Cos they want to see me leaning like
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| I’m seen like Pisa but the geezers taught me Giza is key
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| Then I dug deep, dig dug in mummies
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| Manifest the jewels straight from the tummy
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| To beat the beast leaving us bloody
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| Bluffing and tussling for money
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| Stunting us to be dummies
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| I know they know I know so that’s why I think
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| They waiting for me
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| So I gots to worry
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| Have you ever felt inside a giant eye that’s watching
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| So confined in that hiding’s your only option
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| Like a lighthouse that’s spotting
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| And people that seeking
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| This light is reason’s lead you to think of leaving
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| So many demons you keep on feeding
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| That even with the least control seems to be weak and
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| Draining like leeches every weekend 'til the weekend ends
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| Even weekends are leaving me uneven
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| The odd seven repeating
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| Life lessons were peeping
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| In the second and dissecting it
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| So second miss is dissection different
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| I strive for magnificent
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| By consistently spitting significant
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| But often ignorance leaves them disinterested
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| You the hottest out I’m about to leave you extinguished then
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| I’ve been instinctively thinking of extincting them
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| Hoping in a blink but it seems
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| Like it’s longer than I think |