Frozen by my subtext you become my subject//
subjected to so much that it's got you perplexed//
ponderin, wonderin the outcome of a shitty situation//
and you open your mouth to speak but only find hesitation//
and hestitation will only get you to one destination//
which is hell, cant you tell, or do i need to spell...
it out for you, you got it in for me, so how could you expect sympathy, to put it simply...//
your the one who made the wrong choice//
listened to the wrong voice and now you got no reason to rejoice//
lookin at me like i might have the answer//
but it's people like you who plague this world like cancer//
(there's a break right here and then the rest of my verse)

So how can you expect to connect on the same mental plane//
feelin mentally drained cuz you have to strain...//
your eyes to see what comes naturally to me//
but apparently to you it's just a small formality//
so listen to me as i form the foundation for the basis of life//
all of its necessities food, water, air and light//
seal it up air tight and contain it in this verse//
but by the look on your face things just took a turn for the worse//
and you can't fight the uphill struggle when your travellin downhill//
sayin you can't move forward b/c of uncombined mind and will//
but mine bends at will and sends a chill to your spine...
until it reaches your occipital lobe//
just another half filled mind that's been successfully probed