and im lost for words, thinkin how my brain works
its like clock work, orange when i write a verse
like, what word comes first, how do i feel
how do i let em all know that its real
how do i speak what i mean, when i mean what i speak
in the speakers, unleashin the demons that keep me from sleepin
dont need any features, defeatin the purpose of workin with me
im goin insane, (wait) so ill start with my name
and tell em im sicker then hittin the liquor
and let em all figure, im kinda okay
all the places i been, and all the people i see
and i still cant think of any words i can speak, when i rap on beat
hold up, itll come to me, no wait, no words i can rap about my city
yeah sick, nah fuck it, been done, bare with me
i can rap about a chick, act like i kissed her
fake love get my dick sucked, never been a mister.. then i missed her - shit
i can call it rigamortis, k dot did it so i can too
i could bite all the flows, and say that theyre new
get high as kite, while i take in the view
checkin the pages, switchin the rhymes
sippin my coffee and copyin lines
im honest to god that i think i forgot, how to rap cause im stuck in my head all the time



no words and
i aint got no purpose
we
aint got no reason for
this uncertainty

so while im gone away
the only words i say

is all these memories
dont mean shit to me..




then i break free -
from the thoughts that consume me lately
all i need in my life is right state of mind
to write all the shit that makes me
and its all that i am - no gimmicks
breakin the habit of pushin my limits
im losin the vision of who i can be
when im stuck in my head like the walls of a prison
got bars, nah.. got lost never got far
ended up in the back of a cop car
medicate, like a doctor
adopt all the traits, so its harder to stop huh
one year sober, and im over the moon
words aint enough to explain from my view
i just put in the work and remember my roots
when i jump on a track and you feelin the truth
aint it funny how i pen it now
life came down, livin independent now
liked online, but i never had a friend around
dependin on a pen, and then i figured how to let it out
lookin for fights, fightin for pride
fightin my demons not sleepin at night
deep in my mind, i thought i was right
nearly traded my life for a life of crime
forget that you asked, i never tell
never faced facts that im mentally ill
they tellin me chill, on eatin the pills
im livin in a world never knowin whats real
and, in the end its all me
fadin to black, and the lights on me
me me, forget about you
its four in the morning and words aint enough
but they gettin me through