what the fuck I'm supposed to feel like good as nf when I kill mics. mcs in the ground when I drill spikes into the track derail never will i. never will I fail or did I been in the belly of the beast from hell my real life. made me feel like maybe I missed some details of how I'm supposed to realize when ya insides match ya out sides and you ugly. how life never touched me with success I keep wondering wheres the money the fame and the popularity. wait I prayed every day that a lucky break might make an appearance if my faith hadn't given me reasons to hate the inner me since i was in little league i could of became literally one of the greats of the industry. but now I'm late my 15 keep missing me. how many more minutes will I waste on a dream while im living deep in reality. looking in the mirror the demon reflecting me while I hear the voice tempting me. jump into the glass serenity. jump into the glass let the shatter hit me. erase me from my past and get me away from the misery of success missing me the what ifs the what happened to destiny. take me reflection no resurrecting me the questions of fans selecting me how come you ain't famous always depressing me. I tried to walk away so many attempts they ain't letting me I'm not a fucking magician these words on paper symphonies but not enough fans listening so I stand sit and pace tear up another page and watch the damn minutes pass my own self forgetting we are forgiven living in this world of sin and this is the testimony of my missing knowledge scriptures written while I'm flopping so far from the top all I see is the bottom all I need is some one to keep me acknowledged releasing this hot shit but on me they keep nodding off sleeping not enough sleep and often not eating watching dreams soften like apple seeds leaving rotten tastes bitter sweet mocked and lost in defeat next to me no prints are walking so all I see is me in darkness peace