you see the world is a slum no lord when will he arrive? I'm dead before I'm even alive feeling deprived I dived I survived im reborn be warned the bees swarm when the sea warm be warned be warned less earned my past yearn I'm last burned the cash learn my ash urn fast forward my past morbid that glass orchard spirits tortured my fact portrait never lack corded relax aborted tax at mac attacks the pac mass evac a jazzy quack to a mass evac dress the cat with an old shore cap pass the bat relapse my trap smoke grass from the dispense driven by suspense I'm too immence lost in my sense stuck inna fence they invent for war and let people starve yet I'm still divinely carved in the soul rappin is my goal until this world take toll you're an empty bowl thats all I know I got a fallen flow I even made it slow so you would know anybody can do this I'm more like anubis runic cupid don't act fucking stupid i got no class against the putrid that's just how I view it this world die everyday I awake pray for the Lord's sake am I really awake? I think I'll die inna lake feeling really baked million ways to embark left alone in the dark its still like I was on Noah's arc now I flow apart with my soul and heart yeah