im the bad boy bringin the mad joy leave u hangin
see me bangin crazy chillin u hear that clangin
thats the gangin of the screams and hidden dreams
bitter scenes of schemes and those ridden gleams
so it seems that im alone on my own for myself
create gore for wealth going to the core for health
store for stealth like a black jet flyin above you
its hard when no one loves you nevermind hugs you
they drug you to believe but society lied to me
i got anxiety stressed to change my variety
now i got problems in mind that arent even mine
believe that im leavin signs for future reference
im immovable like a suture and thats my preference