Everyone is always looking at me like I have pinkeye My life is as gray as the Khonshu in the night sky I am a very hard person to classify So many rules that I have to abide by but I just keep it fly there ‘s another side Imma be as rough as the tide It’s all about that pride I don’t wanna hide Me living just feels like a crime I gotta go make dreams true before i run out of time Nothing can beat my mind I am not that hard to find My feelings are undefined People “ask how are you?” i say “i am fine” I need to get back in line before i get behind I am pretty sure I have Depression now may i mention I have no self-expression I will never feel the feeling of succession Ask no questions i need to make progression Before I make the impression that i have no perfections Just ask someone they will give me the correction Wait for the fresh meat to freshen This is the end now here's a extension I have no more dreams I am running out of steam I am not who I seem Cause' I am done with my scheme. Yuh (Yeah Yeah), I’m busting all these feelings like I am the ceiling. Ask mah manager, mah rhymes, they always whellin’ But life don’t always end this way for the dumb and the lonely. I am Scar3crow, the one and only