cut it all off, friends are all gone the burden is lifted, youve all pissed me off, my pain and my plans are what make me strong, and before long, maybe ill realize im wrong. So heres the new song have you missed me, the wanna be shady, you have all failed me. so here i am faded, back on the mic to change the game and, id rather be wasted and go streakin, and have all the people call me a creep then make the night interesting, my brain and my heart are wrestling, whos right the logic or emotion, ask the bartender for another potion, work your magic, fullfil my habit, make me your lab rat, experemented and tested, watch the results, then get me arrested. watch as i yell fuck the police and run away with my balls clappin. then stop halfway down the road, and ask yourself, the fuck is happenin. my lines are hypnotic, you see what i want you too, a window to my life, and you dont know what is true. let me tell you, nothing dude, some of these are to impress my friends, some of these are tying loose ends. some of these are for the fans, but all the rest are testaments. lost sentiments, and sudden ends, and some are to shut up the hypocrits. to show em i give no shits. im testing fate again, lost in my own loneliness. fuck god im my own holiness. or holy mess, but im not bloody yet. if i die fuck your condolences, to me your disposable, facts non negotiable, dont confuse me for someone whos approchable, im unsociable, my jokes are fucking horrible, my brains barely optimal, its got a decent amount of particles, delicate like porcelain, i believe i can be an artisan, but im losing oxygen, you say oh too? man fuck you, i got to escape, but i feel out of shape, my smokes killing me, literally, maybe i should stop biting the barrel and just buy some ammo, too expensive, gee thanks Biden, "come on man hes trying." bitch gas went up again time to divide and, conquer i mean concur. paid the tab and im out of here. hold up pour me some everclear. need one for the road so i forget how to steer. crashed off the bridge, then woke up in the hospital, they said your lucky, i sighed and said. fuck me. i tried and failed again, need a new plan and then ill come back swinging the beat and jammin to new shit again this is a different type of zen. third eye is opened because i struck a deal with a robed skeleton. so i say fuck your medicine, death is my one and only friend. we laugh at eachother everytime i attempt to descend. then he tosses me back to life and says continue your suffering, and everytime i wake up i mock him, his sense of humor like mine is grim, he wants it to go on and on, but i want this whole shit to end.