There’s an infestation in my mind’s imagination. I hope they choke on smoke cuz I’m smoking them out the basement.
This is not rap; this is not hip-hop – just another attempt to make the voices stop. Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something cuz I wasn’t the only one who wasn’t rushing to say nothing.
This doesn’t mean I lost my dream, just right now I have a really crazy mind to clean. Knaw mean? No I didn’t understand a thing you said.
If I didn’t know better, I’d guess you’re all already dead. Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch, saying stuff like, “You only live once”. Yeah, once.
You got one time to figure it out. One time to twist and one time to shout. One time to think, and I say we start now.
Because death inspires me, like a dog inspires a rabbit.