Too tired to create
too vigorous to die
My past lives itch when id rather sit or lye
my third opened wide when these devils came to haunt me
Federals amphetamines designed to keep you raunchy

Id like to be indifferent
alas im like the rest
Smile upon on my face
sorrow in my chest

I tried to change
i really tried to ****** change
I would be fleeing but my being has been ****** and chained ;
mad strange how your lover choose to do you
Words stab through you like the pins in the doll voodoo ;
tryna groove with some blades in your back ;
Is like - tryna sit with some **** in your crack..
He showed love to the almighty creator
in hopes he could cope nd be something much greater
Saw the signs later ;
when god hit a fade away
later days resulted in pain in some major ways..
He often waved to the sky
to say hi and bye to his brothers who had died...
We could learn from the leaves on the trees
cooperating with the breeze when its time to appease
Some days some lay in the dirt and decay
while you ***** about your coffee at the nearest cafe..

You find a shoddy person
use them as a home
For your heart to rest
and call that place its own
Often your evicted
These landlords are the worst
love can be a blessing
More often its a curse..

White flag danced for days
the bullets didn't hit
They only slightly grazed
Retreated in the maze
to formulate some plays
His brothers left him last
absorbed inside their ways..

Aint nuthin changed
still the same ***** head shaggy soul deranged
its strange ; i swore that i was out my devils range
my piece of pie lost for clarity i exchanged
In pain ; but i know that im not alone
wouldn't call depression a first world problem
They got em ; right where they want em all confused
your everything to gain will be everything you lose
Obtuse ; to that main stream y'all been drinking
The propaganda strong , i long to change your thinking..

I planted many seeds of hate in my past
I watched them bust through my walls
hoping my house wouldn't crash

I tried to save you but the tide was too strong
Feather lost in the wind;
my gut was right all along

My hopes were hardly grounded;
They flew into the breeze
managed to grasp my dreams nd stuff em past my pocket seems

I watched how greed destroyed you
I watched pedals expand;
into flowers that resembled ones which sliced my hands

They say if you dont love your brother your no child of god
i found myself chasing the being that had made me odd
fumbling along the way because the path is skinny
I wish for more every day as if i was Timmy

I know constantly you watched me let you down
distract myself with nonsense while my soul drags on the ground..
Getting high to run from my depression
Its gotten good at climbing without question;
I learned my lesson

If you would have asked me bout my purpose long ago
I sure wouldn't have said it was to save my brothers souls
I probably would have said to live and die another man
not to place the peace and love inside my brothers hands

Im tryna to be more loving
I feel it from above
olive branch clasped in the toes of a dove
I used to hate so much
I let it rot my core
No longer in my temple
I wish to hate no more..

I often tried to fly
Like Icarus i pummel toward the ground from the sky..

Friends dip off
Guess they wasn't homies
dont be comin back and actin cool as if you know me
Unholy
I swear to god y'all ****** make it hard
fearing letting others slip up underneath my guard
God;
i pray that you would give me all the strength
I pray that you would work me through my troubles like a shrink
to think;
I valued your existence as a gem
To think that you would label me another one of them
Its cool;
As if i could play karma for a fool
i did the same to others used my brother as a tool...

Used to think that i would know y'all forever
used to bank on y'all whenever my depression would sever
Used to be my crutches when i lacked the muscle to walk
back when devils stalked my being mind outlined in chalk...

I wish y'all the best
i still harbor all the love that i once held in my chest
i revoke you from that special place inside of my mind
the area my most ambitious demons struggle to find..

Everybody wants to be the greatest
The pressure on the lesser has us aching to be weightless
Some are quit indifferent
They fight until they die
Others go through life never questioning why

Coming down frown the clouds but im not a deity  
let these monkeys of my back they make a mess exceedingly;
He was tryna get ready
They spin ya mind in circles like the fork in the spaghetti;
Leading kids astray nowadays like the piper
Foolish if you feeling condescending cuz your skins lighter

He often dreamed of a place
Where status wasn't governed by your money or your ''race''
Where humans left their gripes in the dirt with the dead
Instead of slicing brothers throats to eat and get ahead