After all angles have been unraveled, after all was done and said, I still find myself baffled. What people have died and bleed for, the world is changing, that is something no one can ignore. After all we are all about adapting and making life better; don't be nervous or scared, just continue on being a go-getter. Nothing wrong with that, in fact I agree, but the degree of society today in my opinion is still whack. There is still death, racism and unequal pay, but try your best and keep pretending everything is ok. Technology seems to evolve faster than our dismantled mindsets, entitled idolatry confounding in misogynistic hearts; I think humans need a reset. But we let it persist, and for those men that beat women you need to cease and desist. If you beat a woman to me your not even a man, your just an animal that needs to be put down for your stricken by a bad omen. Oh man, oh lord, don't care if a struck a cord, for I can't afford to be anything more than a sword. Cutting through red tape, not all heroes wear capes, one day I hope we never again have to deal with abuse stories or ****.

Ravishingly relevant, don't give a **** about being elegant. Thanks for the sentiment, but I will not give you any dividends. To me you are no more than excrement, can't you see that I am benevolent. Dashingly skilled, got a strong will, shoot to ****, run of the mill, if you join me I will never treat you Ill. Shockingly built, not going to bear any guilt, for if I do I will wilt. Establishing my mark on this earth, destined for greatness ever since my momma gave birth. Developed moral codes that one could not break, never tried to play it safe, you can bet that I will not give in and just be another phony fake. For heavens sake, no pun intended; don't give a **** if you’re offended, my friends are all colourly blended. So what if I'm not politically correct, you **** heads don't always have to be so *****. So elect me for president or prime minister or whatever, how could it get worse when politics is full of bad weather. Canadian born, but my name isn’t Aubrey, that guy who is worn out yet he thinks himself as godly. Funny, narcissistic sloppy rich boy sell out, Mr. ****** ****** get out, or you will be taken out. Classy J will you show you how it’s done, I do this **** for fun, never claimed to be number one. I am definitely not the goat, but I stay afloat, to devote my time to finding the truth instead of finding a scapegoat. Real deal, making people like you my next meal, you will be no more than a third wheel. Sure I can't free style, sure I rant about how it is to be a Cree, but when it comes to original verses I surpass you by a mile. I will never reconcile, I will keep on being a clever juvenile. They will file this rap beef as a no contest, no need to weigh in against a crap invested slugfest. But back to my rap, not about to waste my time rhyming about rappers that slack, it is like I am rapping against scrap. Anyways, these days, people have become dazed, it's like we living life sideways. Don't be succumbed, look towards that sequel, don't lower yourself and stay hazed for if you do you'll stay dammed. Not here to have you condemned, but if you hook up with the wrong crowd you will end up harmed. Stay esteemed, never **** your dreams, anything taken away can be reclaimed.

Intoxicated, liquor going down the esophagus, hiding from my problems because I'm still devastated. Will we end up obliterated by the crap we have done, it was all fun, but now we have no where to run. I tried expressing all my worries, but a lot of yawl not hearing me, it's not just illimunati theories but that's all you choose to see. Emotions fluctuate so much, so easy to lose touch, so easy for life to leave you crushed. Starting to suffocate, why didn't we cultivate? Why did yawl hesitate? Is the future truly set, are we truly the keepers of our fate? Degeneration of these degenerates, starting to reap our recompense. Tried to keep positivity elevated, tried to not keep my expectations elevated, tried to leave my negativity eradicated. Separated by technology, separated, man we even  try to figure out each other using psychology. Separating what makes us do what we do, to figure out what struggle is true.  Separated by race, if you intermix you're treated like a disgrace. Separated countries, towns, cities, and continents, separated religion and genders, and you don't fall in line your incompetent. So I drink, bottle after bottle, isn't that my people's motto? That's what we got told by privileged whites, and if we revolted, we got hung up like kites. Gangs and drugs, created into monsters, by all these monsters. Now a broken generation oppresses each other, now we decide who is native enough, we have become cain, just a killer brother. Oh brother you may say, you have a choice to make life bright or keep it staying grey. Three to six generations of broken treaties, three generations of residential schools, forced to lose our culture and embrace your culture and your deity's. Now why don't you try dealing with that, only one generation out, and we still treated like rats. Killed anyone different, whether that be native, black, asian, it didn't matter you held your entitled nose and became ignorant. What did we deserve to get this, there are days I wish I didn't exist, because we are still dealing with this. I guess it is what it is, it's just your average day being ethic, never going to be treated better even if your if a ****. Don't believe me, just ask Ahmed Mohamed, that's why I believe this world needs to get hit with another comet.

Frickidy Froik faking myself for acceptance again, trying to be something I am not; am I insane because I feel there is something wrong with my brain. I feel like being myself steers people away from me, so I put on a mask to be a thing that strays away from being the real me. Out cast, just one awkward person, semi-Christian kid that listened to pastors sermons. I was souled out, but when it came to defending God, like peter I was a sell out. Hanged out with the druggies and the geeks because everyone else wanted nothing do with me, they just looked at me like I was a freak. Rough times, but it is what it is as they say, I don't care; I'm different now, walking down a path not looking back at my past ways. I just had a messed up mind, ignoring all the signs of opportunity, yeah I guess you could say I was driving life blind. Was out of it, thought I'd never get out of it, I was just so bent on the thinking that I just couldn't handle it. Lost my handle when I got caught up in the scandal of life, always wondering if I would last the night, wanted so badly to just end my life with a knife. Getting into grade 10 dressed up as the invisible man, no one noticed me; it was if I was as tiny as a milligram. I stayed away from functions, stood brewing in my own demented self-destruction. Sore and broken, shouldn't have done what I did, but how can you help out a struggling kid. Empowered individuals to change themselves, but I couldn't seem to be able to cure myself. I pretended like I was enjoying all these immoral pleasures, I lost sight of myself, its like *** has become worthless damaged treasure. Time to take off the mask, time to stay on my task, time to get out of that full body cask. I am done being mummified, done being dead on the out and the inside, time to be independent time to no longer hide who I am on the inside. Know what to do but don't know how to do it, been through a lot of ****, and there are still times where I say you know **** all this ****. I hang onto the future where I change people, so we can get out of being the in the age of being mid evil. There is still hope for us *******; there is still time to rearrange the masses. Its time to take off our masks and be who we truly are, you just have to believe in yourself because if you do you'll make it far. I only speak from experience, you don't have to take it from me, and some times you have to get burned to truly see. Never shy away from going to someone who could help you and not judge you, find someone who will take the time to listen to your point of view. It may hurt to say what you’re going through at the moment, but if you don't it will eat away at you until it’s too late for atonement. Take off that mask, forget about what may transpire afterwards because of the decisions you made, you are broken off of it, now you can relax in the shade.

Needle, wipe, pressure, were losing him. Come on ******. Come back to us. (Monitor beeping then ends). No! Nurse start CPR.  The world needs him even if they don't know it or want it! Welcome to the procedure, Classy J natural born leader, designed for a purpose from the ultimate creator. Don't care about any haters; I love chilling in the swamp with all these alligators. Words are just that, not going to leave me depressed knocked down on the mat. Ready to bat, not going to be trapped, I'll just continue to rap, no matter what, won't let negativity back into my heart. I will not go back to the start, for I am smart, going to make it those top 100 charts. So take me as I am or not, rot or stay fresh, born again man, I am no longer a mess, making sure I save my cash. You can try and diagnose me or try to expose me, but you will never hose me down, leave it all on the tombstone, I will make sure my name will be renowned. Fate by design, I might just see you around, my rap will never be shut down.  This is the Procedure, I am alive like Frankenstein’s creature, hit you like a seizure, not here to tease yer, I here to help you become a dreamer. Don't fear the reaper, for life is just a long detour, so really why care about meaningless things like your demeanor or figure. Shot of morphine, shot of codeine, to forget all your worries, or you deal with it in a hurry. Addictions come in many shapes and sizes; we all fake, putting on masks, running around life like it was derived of infinite mazes. Everyone goes through different stages, addiction can leave you stuck and locked in like your trapped in infinite cages. So crazy how fast age goes, got to keep myself composed, I propose that we don't oppose this life, for it will only leave us sad in the shadows. This is the procedure; I realize that this life needs a cure, try looking in the mirror, for I believe anyone's heart has the ability to again be pure.

Shadows, ghetto's, ******'s thinking they jared leto, they not on that kind of level, we all messed up and deserve to burn for a eternity with the devil. Dark Roads, life is full of *** holes, trying to piece my life together but my brains been messed up, got to many plot holes. Tip toes, and grim shoes, making it rain, wasting my time on a bunch of hoes. Get off, and get out, drank the night away, yeah those days I really let myself go. Working for that pay roll to pay bills off, 3, 2, 1, we have lift off. As I drift off into my own land, wanting to escape from reality and fly off to Neverland. Long days and long night, travelling dark roads, yeah those days I really lost my sight.  Needed to get on better paths, no more dark days with immoral pleasures for I see myself slowly turning into a sociopath. Time to shape up, time to change, can only try be better and lock those inner demons into a cage.

Yeah this rap goes out to them groveling phony fraudulent rappers, who think they some hot ****, but really their rhymes should be flushed down the crapper. I won't pitter-patter over the rap games floorboards; I bust through it and slice them up with my sword. Rap today has decayed, laid to waste by auto tuned ****** fruity puffs that only care about getting paid. So despicable, yet so typical for this day and age, creativity is deadlocked away underground in a cage. Only the critically insane ******* ever try to resurrect the rap game, because most get into bed with the devil so they can achieve easy fame. Illuminati in the media, in the music, and in the congress, corrupting the youth as if they were pawns as if life was like a game of chess. Oh father if there is a father up in heaven, we need help, I tried dialing your number but there mustn't be any service up there in heaven. Are you hearing me, I tried to show the corruption, but it keeps getting covered up by this convoluted industry. Yeah I went there, what you going to do, you just some phonies with some really low IQ's. Yeah I said this was going to be a Diss track, that points out how all this worldly **** is super whack. Fake rappers, fake society, trying to look real and happy in their greedy nobility. While other starve to survive, literally, but I forgot that the majority don't give a **** about minorities. Forgive me for all the honesty; I know I should probably see a specialist in psychiatry. **** it if go off the handle every now and again, I'm not here to make friends with filthy pagans. I'm just here to establish my lyrical ministry; I'm here to challenge everything and everyone's dignity and humility. I'm not in for cheese; I'm only in it because I want to shake raps monochrome foundation to its knees. Tear it down then build it up, there needs to balance just like pendulum, no time for sell out broken down ***'s. Diss the flow, get to know who the hell you calling out, otherwise it might come back to knock you out. Diss just business, its time to throw in the towel if can't finish, diminish all of those who can't handle this new improved business. Be a role model that anyone could look up to, and if you're not down to that then *******. Diss is the time to reinvent yourself, its ok if you need a little help cleaning out your shelf. Everyone deserves a second chance to change, to rearrange themselves so they can begin a new stage. Diss is not what you expected, but I hope you hear these words so that you can heal instead of staying infected.