If there is one thing I know im supposed to be different. And .I know I'm distant i don't understand it .Im usually drifting into an abusive existence .Why I got into this. Always been driven it's all that i know and the reason I'm gifted with painting this pictures they claim as magnificent. Why can't i see it I feel like im missing it . Search for the Infinite. what the fuck does that mean Heaven or Hell fade into nothing or are we just stuck in a world in between. We just wait for our time to be called a test Reflec till the day that we laid down to rest. Sometime I'm feeling like an alien. Most day i really just can't fit in Digging deeper in the industry every person is a diva They wanna get something From me They cut me down as a leader person I prefer to be alone but i still want someone to be there Cause Half of my team is missing they left me in this arena. Im back in my room feeling parenoia Always letting people in that were barely layal left in the dust im i crossing your mind. The grass on the other side is not what it seems steering all the potts till my hand are blue My line are sick like i got the flu I don't have friends because they don't exist Appreciate the picture that im painting for you.