Before I Became the Reaper, I Was Tempted by Death

Losin myself, like where the fuck am I goin Lookin in the mirror, I ain't even sure if I know him I ain't even sure if I Escape the maze then I'm caged It's back to the same old shit again One moment I'm on top of the world The darkness hits then I feel like I can never be rid of it Sometimes the beat feel like my only friend So when my progress meets a dead end, I tend to descend Into a dark, unforgivin, and most shadowy bend So that smile you're seein is probably pretend The life of a starved artist Who depends on his pen to defend himself from the darkness that lies within And fend off the ghosts that often postpone my hope I'm broken, tryna pick up the pieces, like where the fuck they go Slowly overtaken by my woes Flirtin with death but when I flow, I feel the need to take it slow Ironic 'cause that's when I start to give a fuck and get my ducks in a row again See every now and then, I transcend the abyss Learn to live in bliss but then that class is dismissed Pursuin happiness then it's Back to the end Of the waitin list, I'm hatin this life The brightest days keep feelin like night Pullin myself closer to the Reaper's scythe But when I grip the mic, that sliver of light proceeds to shine So when I feel like nothing's left, I look to the pen to make it right Look that Grim motherfucker in the eye Tell him take a hike, it ain't my time I'm clearly conflicted and it's evident in these lines That maybe I'm relyin too much on these rhymes But shit, this is more than just a pastime This that shit that gimme purpose Without it, time is just sand in a glass that pass by But with this music, my demons could never ever ever ever ever ever ever outlast I I'm lost in my thoughts I'm too often feelin fraught Tryna think happy thoughts Just reminds me what I'm not I feel like John Constantine All these demons I have fought I'm pursuin happiness, they actin like it's somethin that is bought But it's not, they say it depends on where you shop That cannot be the case It is not that fuckin simple for the pain to be erased I miss the good ol' days Sometimes I wish I could retrace my steps Back to my youth but I can't So I'mma try my best to progress everyday Fuck bein depressed, I'mma lay These thoughts up on a page Stage an attack on this darkness and watch it fade away I found my way up out the cage