I don't know who I think I am, but I ain't Ain't shiit, ain't a saint, track record ain't great I battle free will and fate over ornate quips with no stake in reality but won't vacate I'll always acknowledge everyone that has filed a legitimate complaint I eat nonstop, still too much on my plate With this much weight, it's gonna break Losses stacking at an alarming rate Losing track of where I'm at in this debate The one on good and evil and people that doesn't seem to translate Breathed life into a mistake I'm what I thought he couldn't make But here I am With almost nothing left at stake Never heard the last boarding call whistle for moving on, left stranded at the departure gate It never has before, I don't know why I thought it would wait And being in the state of mind I'm in, my best guess for what the **** is happenin' is not elaborate I was simply destin to be too late Or maybe it was destiny that was early but I shouldn't fixate 'Cause either way, the screen says game over and on the board... ...checkmate