from Alabama I know what I am though pull up rocking camo candy paint on , one day I'll hop out the Lambo don't know whats inside of me I fell asleep on my mattress woke up inside a dream and for the life of me I can't explain it everyone doubted , and like to tease now I'm bringing life to these I light the Mic with ease ever dance with the devil inside of the moonlight set the mood right gotta move left , cause they move right used to make music so laid back now they make trash I gotta make it right Been in a place it's like aint seen the world in while I'm the basement so I gotta take a flight finding my way of life live and you die by it I gotta pay the price , for all those I slayed in life i cannot make it right, I am a monster watch and observe as I rock the whole concert till they view me as obserd I get it I'm awkward , or in my mom's words I need a doctor , I got some problems , that nothing will solve them playing with crosswords feels like I'm a kid again but now I ain't joke I'm not a zany but I'm often a pill in them feeling so Villainous , Ill n oh what a feeling it is when I'm killing them , when I get the pen equipped any nemesis in my phacinitys getting it told you I been at risk , as I'm entering into this sentence, I enter the syndicate, intimate, head full of the letters I sent to them , I only think of the benefits , reap what I sow , I'm asleep at the wheel again Ill intents like homeless people you don't know this evil yeah you hear my words but you don't perceive em knowing Noones even close on the page i gave my soul to demons gave my mind to God an though you believe won't it I am an entity tying up ends then I'm ending me find in my misery time is a gift and that's quite an epiphany