[Verse]
Conversations with demons in my head, so many devils
Life a game to me, seeming like I am falling down these levels
Took so many beatings, now I just rip up these instrumentals
Too much writing, ran out of ink, I gotta switch to the pencils
The third world not giving a fuck, representing the rebels
Not concerned about how the first world feels, and they settled
Sticks and stones, they break your bones, I throw the rocks, they throw pebbles
I been on endeavours, fucking with my mental, feeling some peril
Permanently, personally murking the people hurting me
I'm fast, rhyming turbulently
You too plain, it's terminally
I'm determined to be, the merciless worder, you see
Cursed to spurt this murder lyrically, killing the beat, nobody mirroring me, in the industry how I be the busiest bee
Nobody knows the secrets to the tyranny I'm wicked with
Viciously, bitch, you see, I paint a picture with vivid imagery
Go tell every person so fucking whimsically
I'm popping another oxycontin, losing my oxygen, lost again
As I sit alone, pondering on the news today, fuck your cosmopolitan
I somenly swear, fuck the vows, spit out more consonants
Travel all over the world, I love seeing the different continents
I'm running out of time, 60 seconds left is approximate
I pray to the gods above, but I wonder as I'm not catholic or protestant
I carry so much vocabulary and many words, I should put them all in a document
I'm a rapper, gotta have self-esteem, right? Shit, I ain't confident
If you heard different, then that's a lie, I feel like the opposite
I wish I never showed my face, I'd love being anonymous
Always having more secrets, list would be bottomless
Everybody wanna be rich, I'll never be a monopolist
But I know the rap game too well and soon I'll be on top of it
People popping and sipping shit, never fuck with intoxicants
Always doing some dumb shit, but don't think of a consequence
I wanna listen to your problems, can I be your psychologist?
I'm writing so much all over tracks, I am basically a novelist
I poured my heart and soul into this shit, better make me a monument
A fucking monument, shit