[Swank]
(Oolah hoolahrah dalahrah
Hoorahlahlah hoolahrah)

I built my prison by hand, years on the borderline, our tears in the sand
I ain't got nothing to show you, but I'm able to stand
I ran across the coldest spread in the land
The truth has no compassion for man
I've become too familiar with the last strand
Though tolerance, is what formed this band
Tolerance, is what burned this land
There's no part of me the world ain't already ran
Knocked on a million doors and felt all of them slam
Man I'm feeling poor, can't pretend I am
I am absolutely nothing, I could never plan
While I'm living underwater for no man's eyes
Crusade a forbidden freedom can't liе
Made in the bottom to feel the sky
Work thе rhythm, females multiply
Thanks for switching, now walk on by
I'm in my prison that was built for life
To be the feeling of a lonely night
The type of place reality can't bite

[Young G and Swank]
Mental dissipations, central situations, detrimental allegations damage reputation, manage sweat you're wasting
Hasten death complacent, chasing left no alibi
Dimensionally adjacent ancient symbols of patience
"Hi, how you doing?" Doing fine, no addition to the lie
Or the conversation of my
Wander that be the watch
Entropy, you thought this happened incidentally?
Inventions plead, tension sees succession, agree
Did I mention we, really got to go?
Page me up when you want to smoke…
YEEHAW!!!
[Mxlplx]
Bloody medallion round my neck
Running like a stallion out of breath
Under a billion pounds of death
Become a chameleon down to bless
Every one of the children
Shouting "yes", translate heartbeats
Count my steps, await starving
In the boundless depths
Awake in the dark, we cower then forget
What makes this art we call power, correct?
Start from scratch again and swear
To march till pass out in thin air
This apartment blacks out all my cares, surfacing slow
Fighting gravity, emerging so
High insanity seems purposeful
Never imagined it would hurt me though