| To share certain stories with the world |
| About things I’d usually hide at first I was apprehensive |
| But I feel like I’m not the only one to have this going on inside so |
| Here it is, it’s called HEIGHTENED |
| Exterior I’m Angel Baby ain’t no crazy |
| Everyone get along with me and even the other gang don’t hate me |
| It may appear to you that I can’t go shady |
| And the fame sho made me a favorite but hey there is an internal tangle lately |
| It’s like this feeling |
| That for so long I been concealing |
| When wrong is done to me the thoughts I have are quite chilling |
| Hunger within to incite killing |
| Evil comes then my soul is lost |
| Outside I’m smiling inside I’m biting noses off |
| You’re dealing with imagination of the coldest frost |
| If I so get crossed in a hole it’s caught |
| And dismembered if pricks hindered |
| A quick tempered sick member it enters |
| In my sixth chak worse than Hitchcock |
| Thinking zip locked if this knots distraught |
| Demons lucky cause so far I’ve kept contained |
| Not a soul has seen my inner wicked unchained |
| Deceivers when losing their life to me is mundane |
| Out is bright the sun came in is plum bane |
| Hard times ain’t no way to get softer tones |
| When the appointment is getting Tech doctored on |
| They said my health is headed when death knocks yer gone |
| High cholesterol and real low testosterone |
| Now I’m frightened the self-inflicted noose around my neck |
| Is tightened the doctors told me not to worry be enlightened |
| An incision made upon my butt they were slicing |
| Ten pellets now I’m heightened |
| With this extra boost thinkin I can’t let the juice |
| Bring what’s in me forward and let Lector loose |
| So don’t step ta Uce with all except the truth |
| Your chickens next ta roost and I’ll be pressed ta shoot |
| Off the handle stepping incorrectly to me now is such a gamble |
| Encephalon is now in shambles |
| Difficult tryna muffle an evil exposure |
| With people my only concern is keeping my composure |
| Good is in my soul but I’m feelin no control |
| This energy within me multiplying tenfold |
| So don’t come disrespectful or you might just be the chose |
| By this walking ticking time bomb come too close I might explode |
| Aaron |
| Aaron, you okay? |
| Just this blank stare at me the whole time |
| Oh, I’m sorry. I’m just a lucid… daydreamer |