I'm proud to be, part of everything given//
Part of that time's soul starts tickin'//
Baby to this world, i need to be kickin'//
I'm proud to be, what i am, never forgiven//

Its like i've settled my pain with knives and games//
I've won the fact that i am what i want, even the shames//
I don't care what people think, its not part of my style//
I write rhymes n intice lines to decypher whats what the recitle//
I take it you don't understand what makes me me//
Its the fact that i believe im not you, n you could never be me//
Take it 3 because thats however many chances you get//
My lifes like trying to take a dump, just no where to sit//
I could piss the fact that i'm alive, forget about it//
I choke holds like manifolds were part of my vents// (exaust)
I couldn't believe i've made it this far, its like i'm talking the walk, just never hit the tar//

I'm proud to be, part of everything given//
Part of that time's soul starts tickin'//
Baby to this world, i need to be kickin'//
I'm proud to be, what i am, never forgiven//

I'm proud to be part of this world, ha, never underestimated//
Underrated like i took parts of my life and made them debate~em//
My lines, never to short, but they make the point across//
Like a dot without a cure, plenty to read but shots without the scure//
Follow what i say? I'm always marching to a new beat//
But i never step once more before i move my feet//
I take a deep, breath that is, and i trudge the street//
Finding a new meaning to my lifes depressed streak//
Falling quickly, but never down to earth//
Since i've started dying from the first breath of birth//
Its like i had a hole to insert, no matter what life gives, i've been fucked since birth//

I'm proud to be, part of everything given//
Part of that time's soul starts tickin'//
Baby to this world, i need to be kickin'//
I'm proud to be, what i am, never forgiven//