Tranquility bestirs my antiquated heart.
Burdened reputation bestowed my gaze.
Trifle steps that flow like martial arts.
That defers my attention from your lies.
Idled mind; fooled by greener grass.
That brought forth jealousy to stir the ***.
The *** filled with lustful thoughts.
That hath tangled me in her grasp.
Like a cricket in a web.
I knew not to trust that black widow.
A las, I was bewitched by Medusa’s eyes.
This mistresses mischief brings sorrow.
That steals away more than just smiles.
I guess you can say;
Curiosity killed this cat nine times over.

Dark clouds in my mind.
Abstract pictures of a life kept confined.
Shredded like the love I once hoped to find.
Got Distracted, was blinded, and got guided by the reaper.
Such a empty grasp.
As empty as my ******* glass.
Tremor shakes my once stable foundation.
Been an anomaly since creation.
Used to be so involved with socialization.
Till I was Driven to the point of isolation.
Watching society crumble apart.
Watching as the rich turn humble.
Watching prophesy become more than a just simple fable.
Bitter facts like that of a fig tree.
Human flesh, yet I got diseased bones inside of me.

Angel turned necrophor.
Father reaper passes on his curse.
That turns a once holy man bitter full.
That overflows my glass,
That once was half whole.
But now has turned into a poison pool.

Suspended like a rotting corpse.
Hanging by the neck of course.
Hope becoming a dark horse.
For I’m just an angel turned necrophor.
So be careful boy!
When it comes for the time to be knocking at your door.
Will you be fearful or satisfied?
When the time runs out for your soul?

Watching society crumble before my eyes.
Yeah I’m Watching as the rich turn humble.
Watching prophesy become more than just a simple fable.
Bitter facts like that of a fig tree.
Human flesh, yet I got diseased bones inside of me.

For I’m just Angel turned necrophor.
Father reaper passes on his curse.
That turns a once holy man bitter full.
That overflows my glass,
That once was half whole.
But now has turned into a poison pool.

Just an angel turned necrophor.

There’s animals in my head!
Drowning noises with substances!
There’s animals in my head!
Something dark and twisted lingers!
There’s animals in my head!
Biting off my finger tips.
There’s animals in my head!
Running out of pill containers
There’s animals in my head!
Won’t someone please come save me!
Save me (x3)!

Cockroaches cover my body!
Get the knife, to cut them off me!
Wait where did the bugs go?
And why am I all ******?
Was I dreaming?
Was I tripping?
Blood is dripping!
Feelings weakening!
Fear is sinking!
Is this the end for me?
This can’t be the end for me!
I won’t let this be the end for me!

I’m not done yet.
Devils wondering why I don’t quit.
But I won’t give him the ******* benefit.

There’s animals in my head!
Drowning noises with substances!
There’s animals in my head!
Something dark and twisted lingers!
There’s animals in my head!
Biting off my finger tips
There’s animals in my head!
Running out of pill containers
There’s animals in my head!
Won’t someone please come save me!

Please don’t leave me!

Into the abyss (x4)
Go!

Fallen angel.
Broken winged.
Desolation becomith!
Depression consumes me whole.
Destruction awaits!
The deeper I fall.
Into the abyss( x4)

War torn hero.
Once noble son.
Internal screams cloud my head.
As the innocent children lie dead.
All for peace!
That’s what my country said.
Guilt riddles, like the bullets that were aimed at my head!
Coming back to a life I no longer recognize.
Looked at as a patriot!
But knowing that I’m really a demon.
Please don’t worship me.
I didn’t do anything worth celebrating!
Wishing I died on the battlefield that day.
Instead of sitting here alone on Remembrance Day!

Fallen angel.
Broken winged
Desolation becomith!
Depression consumes me whole.
Destruction awaits!
The deeper I fall.
Into the abyss( x4)

They say things get better with time,
Yet as me move forward all I see is more poisonous vines.
I try to be positive but how can I when I know how I’ll die.
With a bullet put inside my mind.
Knowing everything that happens is somehow all by design.
But I refuse to resign.
For I still got time to keep on trying.
Trying to make this world better for the future even if that means putting my life on the line.
Dying a martyr for the culture to preserve the bloodline.
For I know there are kids out there who like me lived through some hard times.
So imma do my best to leave them a goldmine.
A goldmine for opportunities that don’t involve crime.
Working honest nine to fives,
In order for their families to able to thrive and survive.
For I’m sick of our community being confined.
Confined to fit into certain classifications that stereotype and typecast our ancestral ties.
That tie us down with lies.
Lies that say our dreams or freedom will never be realized.
That televise this propaganda in order to keep racism normalized.
Which leads to internalized confusion that sometimes leads to our own decline.
Just because our colour is penalized and sterilized.
It’s also doesn’t help that we are looked at as illegal aliens that must’ve been dropped off by the star ship enterprise.
It’s crazy how we can so easily romanticize slavery and genocide.
Yet don’t take the time to analyze the good things inside each of each other’s lives.
Or try to see it from another’s persons eyes.
If only we had the bravery overcome the trials like Clementine.
No longer will I be defined by lawmakers that are so corrupt and blind.

I could dance my heart away,
Step right all over misery.
Even when time hasn’t always been a friend to me.
I won’t let my past control my destiny.
For I’m meant to be a hero for my own story.
Leading a path to victory.
For hard work turns fantasy to reality.
And I’m done wallowing in a victim mentality.
Or keep on letting these demons keep ******* out my happiness so easily.
To long have I stayed masked in order to fit in with society.
To long have I kissed the shoes the of people that shouldn’t have authority over me.
No longer will I be oppressed by those who think they are more superior than me.
I won’t let these privileged folk castrate me.
Which is why I decided to go university to prove these fools wrong who have underestimated me.
I’ve also finally excepted the fact that I’m a oddity.
So, aho wushtay to everyone whose helped me.
You’ve truly guided me to still wanting to one day solve this rigged economy.
That tries to blockade me.
But I won’t them try to control me.
For just like Nipsie I got to be the change that I need to see.
Rest In Peace dog, you truly left behind a great legacy.

Sitting in the dark, smoking up a blunt, feeling unfazed and untouched.
Untouched by people’s hatred for me because I don’t conform to their social construct.
Gazing at the stars while these phonies try to front.
But when that don’t work they try to confront.
So I dove in the river and ducked.
Now on the run I can’t lie I feel lonely.
For a long time it was like that till I meet some homies.
That showed me the ropes and how to stay low key.
While also make some bank by hussling some cronies.
As well as keeping a watchful eye on the police.
Counting my blessings when in a jam they aren’t able to find me.
But if they do i know brothers might take me back with open arms when I’m out or try to ice me.
But that all depends if I give names or spill details about our criminal activities.
But I’d never rat on family.
Especially when this supposed civilized culture is actually filled with so much savagery.
It’s crazy how a gang can actually have more of a morality than its own society.