back in the bull shit so ondelay I got em linin up I let the chopper spray valentine massacres, fuck up your holiday there was a lot of days Ida gave part of me up for a Lotta pay feel like an oddity these people hate me they fake for commodity nothing has changed but im losing my modesty I done seen eye to eye, with darker parts of me , honestly feels I'm hard asleep the way that I stay in these dreams I'm an artist , these bars are my easels with ease ,ima leave em , I nod to sleep fall off my game? never I carry the game it'll fall off of me , when I walk on the scene ima bury these feelings , I carry, I Harbor resentment ,my pens my equipment I'm in this , I meant it , when I said I been at risk , all in your mouth, your dental hygentacist