Die rolling, on the fly I learn to pry omens outta my head, die owning estates walking dead but alive I breathe take a breath to save a lie I quake inside and shake, deprived of what makes a human happy, confusion attacking as these fusions, happen, to take control of my actions, let loose on the brakes as I pray for a booth and some cash to seek a way, out this home, a place to stay reclused for days, the noose it chafes, as I move away, alone I break I take away the only thing that holds me back a mind escape I use this rap to mine a path I find the hate is motivation to explain the psycho ways of this artists plague, I hate to hear plagiarism by the ais wave, how to survive a day, I think all we need is more ez and GRAVIL, i think it’s easy to battle, when your poor all your taught is money means more than anything and fuck what they say about it not having meaning for, because without your torn to misery that’s swore and it’s bullshit the only reason your happy is because your not poor, so fuck this life it’s a fucking fight to die for, so since one night when I was 16 Instead of suicide, I decided to write and look where it lead me, GRAVIL is steady treading over snakes, bush hedging all the fakes in the way as I take the landscape and change the fate, my world is fake, I rip away, I’ve had all I can take so away I rake, to many days I pray, just these words replayed, each verse is staged, it gets worse with age, I do like Seger and turn the page, while inside I rage like seether, had a nice mind to feed till I beat her, ready to pull the trigger so quick it turns to a repeater, same as on the news, they’re would be a repeater, all alone we fools flock together to band a crew no one could ever, believe for we took over in an instant and we seek more, than income, incoming, look dummy, we fixin to go crooked books, pen pumping like a shotgun looking shook by the shots we fucking took, and not a miss each a hit, name my gun platinum cuz that’s all it sits it’s sights on, the limit is limit less, no limits, this is the way it is, for us to live, I will lift what it takes, break my fucking back as it aches, as I hold the house among my shoulders, from the lakes of flames and thru the winters colder than frozen waters, the splinters in my hand fester out as the rage and pain take it in and disperse it out, I am not a man, something more than giant in mind, a celestial being, destined to bring, a message of peace thru war and nashing teeth, I kill with speech, lyrically a genius but when we meet I seem a bit indegidous, to the way these humans think, my minds on another brink, I look insidious but inside I can be so silly it’s all just a game, I got control I hold the reigns, and as it rains I watch it pour as I desire more.. all I ask is there a limit?