Picture me perfect
I ricochet hits & refurbish the shit that i spit
On the surface
I think that i’ll stick to these verses
The verdict is out, i deserve this
Worship the verge
I’m as sick as a purge
Vigorous surge
I’m absurd as the cigarette burns
On my pillow case
No fillers in the features
I fulfill the evil deep within rhythms
Conceal indifference with skilled precision
Now listen
I did it, i’ll do it again
Depicted grimace, lose it again
Inflict the venom
Till i’m healed & akin to the pen
Dim witted fucks, i can’t trust
Here’s a hit of revenge, so get the syringe
Tinker with luck or get stuck in a binge
I construct a rush till it combusts in the end
How funny everyone discusses friends
And puts up fronts like it’s a must
Everyone just wants a hint of pretend
I destruct till the rubble treads lovers
In bubbles to mend their struggles
Hypothetically speaking
My hype will be dead by the evening
Creeping on the prospect of nonsense
I cannot invest in the reason
Reap doubt or be about it
I plead the profound encounters
To keep an ounce of accountability
Feeling me? silly me
For my faith in abilities to encase witty tips
Im willing to face with agility
Ur shitty to pity
Believe me, i’m fiending for another achievement
I’m creeping


In a prison, in my mind
Im inclined to the limits by design

Here is the sign you were looking for
So baby, look no more
Fall from cloud nine to demise
How divine

My image the rest regard as inefficient
My repertoire is still relinquished on records
The bars may diminish the reservoirs
I just still think there’s some left
I could harp on the link between methods & madness
I sink in the weather in tact
With a glimpse of depression
The static flings under the pressure, erratic
In the middle of the night
Light strikes, it’s another slight fight
Against the parasites
Apparent, i bear with the perished sights
Of fairness
It barely suffice
Impaired, i cannot square with the gripes
They just stare through my eyes
If i dare realize that i’m scared
Then i’ll fucking die
And forced to watch my momma cry
Spare my soul another try
Heard the truth through the grapevine


Last year, i needed money
But hindsight is 2020
See i might need more than something
To confront all of the bludgeoning
Sucker for love, i’m wondering
What’s above me that’s hovering
What do the troubles bring?
Beside bloody lovers suffering
I’m uncovering
I’m uncovering
I’m uncovering
I’m uncovering
The truth, the blues, i knew
The truth, the blues, i knew