Encircled

What I'm encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven't changed how These are people plotting and they'll take advantage of What it be you've made or gotten unless you started standing up Time for me to take a stab at it Too many rappers stay half-assing Mark my words I got bad habits In a wool coat I'm at the Black Sabbath This movement's unusual Might detect that they're too unsuitable For the game and they melt in the crucible But can't transmute me I'm immutable But the weight be getting too hard to carry Anything they're setting been arbitrary Evidence well that's smart to bury Did same crimes but the fucking charges vary I don't need advice or a damn intervention Little boy scared cause I'm there in her mentions Check what I'm doing but deny deny There's no protocol that I'm abiding by All of them tripping and bugging out Luck been awarding them sudden clout None of them gonna be holding onto it And I'm on my perch like the fuck are they doing Some would agree then we watch some pass How I feel about a critic motherfucker touch grass I don't need to prove a thing to anyone but me Till the day that I'm gone that I'm dead that I'm free What I'm encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven't changed how These are people plotting and they'll take advantage of What it be you've made or gotten unless you started standing up And the day that I'm gone and I'm dead and I'm free Don't mean nothing to me know the love is so cheap They be ripping my heart out I fell to the ground Like I'm breaking my knees should I stay or I leave breathe I got no hope I got cold souls and my soul broken I'm so frozen No you can't help me you can't tell me nothing I ain't got no love I'm like fuck it And I got pain all in my stomach Feeling so gone feeling like running Thinking back then man I wish I'd have done it Wish I could die on a pile of money Probably die broke in this bitch and I'm bummy I'm keeping it real man I keep it a hundred They trying to take all the happiness from me I been pursuing that shit like I'm Cudi Even back then man I wish they would love me Put pain in the purp I been smoking up plenty Smoking O up out the brick I swerve a bit like turbulence I can't feel my face when I'm with you heard of this I been thinking about my life I feel unsure of it Searching past the earth and learning shit it hurt a bit What I'm encircled by is contrived and becoming staged now Draining it dry supplied and short-sighted they haven't changed how These are people plotting and they'll take advantage of What it be you've made or gotten unless you started standing up