You claim I’m stuck in my ways,

But everything changed in a flash,

Like a bang from a hand grenade,

I’ll put up my hand and play,

I’m wishing to break the whole damn thing,

Start by splitting my past in half, can’t recognize my damn face,

Tough talk when I been passing by, but I got that metal on me,

Take off goin bout ninety five,

Not coming back to this place,

Stop thinking at hundreds of miles per hour only for me to find a trace,

When I stop taking my time,

start switching my blades and I misbehave,

My whole family praying for me,

I stack till I’m on top of this hate,

I cannot recall the last time I saw a vision of my wins,

Everyday been living with my sins,

And I tell my god that I’m only a man,

Traction I get when I spark up the spliff,

My head start to go numb off the chronicle mist,

Threads weigh heavily inside my hands,

I grip tight and pull up and over off the ledge,

Been phasing inside of myself,

grip the life out the bottle then I drown,

No I can’t change while I’m figuring out,

My feelings,

My trauma,

My skin,

And my doubt,

After my rage sets in,

Try leveling,

Only thing I know is that I’m letting you down,

Funny how you made me irrelevant,

But you steady calling and I’m acting like I never heard a sound,

Really dream of an arena big,

Voices screaming every mother lyric that im spittin and i know that i wont ever gon amount to shit,

So push me harder and you see the monster breaking as its steadily seeping into both of my mother fuckin hands,

Ill be takin on a new life again,

Throw away the past from inside of my head,

Strapped down to never breaking out of the chair,

I cannot recall the last time I saw a vision of my wins,

I’m bound to break out of my skin,

If I can’t escape myself how do I live?

I’m pushing my pride high never to the side,

Then I wonder why the fuck am I so blind,

If you could open me up to the finer life,

I won’t have to focus on my suicide,

(You claim I’m stuck in my ways,)

But everything changed in a flash,

Like a bang from a hand grenade,

I’ll put up my hand and play,

I’m wishing to break the whole damn thing,

Start by splitting my past in half, can’t recognize my damn face,

Tough talk when I been passing by, but I got that metal on me,

Take off goin bout ninety five,

Not coming back to this place,

Stop thinking at hundreds of miles per hour only for me to find a trace,

When I stop taking my time,

start switching my blades and I misbehave,

My whole family praying for me,

I stack till I’m on top of this hate