I can't believe you're still dragging that shit around with ya

Just figured you'd be a lil’ more philosophical about it

And cut it the fuck loose

And when a man sticks a gun in your face you got two choices

You can die

Or you can kill the motherfucker

Our life a forgotten thought I feel like I’m never gaining ground

Your birth from the loop and you'll die in the black loop

An answer I will never find I feel like I’m never gaining ground

Power of dust given life forms of drugs create the flight

Consumed planets run through shape metal

A force that feeds forge into the laws of space and the origin of the universe

Unleashing the end of life super science and sorcery

Orbit into the future by going light years downwards

My first instinct was to beat the hell out of ya, you know that dontcha?