when I rhyme it's like I'm try'n to release some tention.//
dispensin' sentences that relinquish me from my torment for the moment.//
but the more I try ta hold on to my reality an' sanity it's like I fall faster inevitably crashin' rapidly.//
drastically strugglin' to overcome my foibles and fold my follies.//
poignancy pierces my soul you see.//
holding me back from what I want to be.//
where I want to be, how I want to live, gives me a weight to carry on my back that's too heavy to bare.//
like I'm standin' bare back being laughed at behind my eyes.//
un-signed.. but why, I got skills ta boot.//
skills ta proove, an' I know I got skills that'll kill any of you.//