[Verse 1: Verb T]
See yeah I’m watching like pay per view
Read you like a paper too, your style is not capable to take me out my lane
Are you crazy ?
Well you’ll see me at a time ducking for demons and vices
Needing advice and from some people it’s priceless
Aligne with the right star, you might go far
Might die in a spark, the night is full of tales
We never stop, we burn a candle ‘til we’re not looking well
Never should have fell victim to that type of cursе
I was spiralling, it felt as if my mind would burst
I told you cause you feel the samе
And now we’re back to kill the pain
And back up on the top is where I still remain
Climbing the building on time is revealing
The answers to questions I had way back in my past
Sat in my yard, smashing a glass
Grabbing a shot, blood on my hands
Stuck in the lab while them fools hold the grudge in the back
Sly whispering, mind’s flickering out
Fully brainwashed, strapped in for take off
The captain went AWOL
The team fell apart
The dream never lasted
Deep in the carnage
[Verse 2: Datkid]

Time waits for nobody, better get it while you can
Keep the funds popping and keep the metal off your hands
I was bagging them eckles up, settling some scams
Then realised there’s more to life than messing with my plans
That’s reality, even though I try to live my fantasy
Keep my options open like a cavity
Keep my fam around me for my sanity
So I don’t get lost like some calories
Walking the thin line of legality
You display rap, I display apathy
When I display rap you get lost in my rhapsody
Excuse my vanity, I guess it must just come naturally
I’m true to the man in me, I stick to my strategy

[Verse 3 : Verb T]
Planning schemes keeping plots covered like a canopy
They should be handing me the trophy
But they’re biting off the hand that feeds
Now we move to where we plan to see brighter days
Feeling like I’m sitting with a live grenade
No time to play, sitting in the fog
They try to fit him in the box
Now the chances are dead and cold
You know the script like they re-running the episode
Fell down a flight of stairs, landed in the cellar close
[Verse 4 : Datkid]
They thrive when the pressure’s low
But you never know when it’s set to blow
Best get you mind right and stretch your dough
I’m from Bristol, no farmer, no extra toes
Shit I just had to set a tone
I’m just trying to maintain like X-Zibit in ‘96
Design scripts that get spouted out just like peeps
Bring imagery like flicks
No mind tricks, on some real life shit
Like the jealousy of a side bitch
No more sleeping on Blue Max, I’m through that
My brother’s eating the next piece of food and I’ll choose that
Cause I know they will be with me cooking a new batch
And they will be visiting me on any sentence I do catch
The lab dweller, make you feel to rap better
I strap hella zeus and rockstellar
I only show respect when you’ve earned it
Try to only do it if it’s worth it
But ain’t nobody perfect