I was never perfect not today and never is it gonna be Passion was beneath but hate was always gonna beef Maybe I should tell you how it feels Or should I tell you how I felt But they probably won't get me Coz my heart was always gonna melt I felt like I was erased right after I got merged And everything life has to offer was always a debate My life, your life, our life was fucked up There's no recommendations coz We always had to give up Sometimes its always the urge that awakens But right now am already giving up coz am fed up A round of applause as the rich get richer A disgust as the poor gets poorer, why I mean why, is it that the only thing I can make out At night is the screams and the wail of pain and anguish Why does the rage of the mob always get a much clearer Effects on the orphans and the homeless Ahhhh the only expression I get is being speechless They said a lot of shit that pain ain't a weakness I would have agreed if only this tears had a chance to flow less I could have summoned up a challenge But thats gonna cause a lot of damage Every time I tried to express myself through courage I feel so empty coz dem words was more like a Goddamn drainage, drained me of the anger I should have fueled into rampage At my age, you won't recognize anything Not even my broady image Never am I gonna look back at those days At this stage, a new era, a new page Rewrite my life's work, retire to the last page Inspired not to give a fuck about dem and their intentions Look on the bright side the competitions still got its own cage But what could I say being rejected is part of my life Even before I realized it, I probably should have made it By now am just a spitting image of myself Get the scissors I should hurt myself I hate being wasted but I still don't give a f Dem be looking like a goddamn ape with the ears of an elf Ugly bitches don't deserve no recognition just like dem, I mean me, yea me Put off my life's work yet it never got a meanin' I mean how I be self esteeming while den be self demolishin' Demanding for more they could take though they had to embrace it am as fucked up as the f itself Hang out with the walls and my dang self my old self much more better than my miserable next self See my history hanging on this damn shelf page number two well that was for you Am a clear out my name if I have to kill you Now I know it, its not all about you But me always getting rejected Hmmmmm... O'Neil's always freaky one......