check tha bigga picture,the blind getting weaker,mostly the fools n tha tweakers,can't even afford foods or sneakers,is it they fault or have they been mislead,new world is only for the strong, tough spine,n tha vulnerable wonders off and in time gets left behind,is there really light at the end of the tunnel when I start to unwind,this deep n burning sensation in my lungs everytime I get high,sitting in the dark in my thoughts while they run wild,thinking about taking the souls of my enemies I feel like pushing t or tyler,I got trouble on my mind,with scribbles in my brain that trains me in sinister ways I can't explain,i gotta check my mainframe,terrible tendencies to come out my shell and turn everybody to vegetables with the fire I be spitting now,