Everything to gain
Verse 1
I focus on my own weakness I don’t need you ridicule steady heavy soul seeking you don’t need closer view used to be the type stuck on studying another’s flaw couldn’t pick myself up until I figured how to fucking fall tuck and rolls my motto tripping on a regular choking on my own words self hating self strangler a stranger looking back in the mirror on the mornings I had enough sack to crack my heart and stop mourning storming out the house to parade myself misery self made self shame self sought delivery quivering little bitch always down for them run ups no place too low I would go for a come up customize the costume to hide from the real me so sick inside o medication could heal me feel me yeah right shit I couldn’t feel myself health depleted soul defeated life was up for sale but no matter the price they want place upon my head still breathing now believe I’m better alive than dead so come collect your bounty dude we can do a thing or two your boys want to roll shit go ahead and bring a few there I go again letting ego get the best of me a dangerous place I go emotional and mentally since we touched base on the subject of me take a look in the mirror and tell me what you see
Hook
Not the first or the last that was cursed in the past but I can laugh in the face of adversity at last the controversy and the clash diversity of class never be conversed to hang your head at half mast forget the cash in the game a task to obtain lost everything in life and what I’m trying o explain now a man stand alone with the world in my hands staring at the bottom vie got everything to gain
Verse2
Back to the first page cracking all my nest eggs break my back and empty out my sack on the next stage then came the change and I re arrange my name I’m sane and it never felt so good to flush my veins bonsai the buds of the infection I was growing took a new direction stomping fuck tip toeing melt the ice that I’m walking until the river starts flowing no slowing open my sail when the wind starts blowing now this ain’t about myself but it’s a little self-ish if I can help it ima bring my whole fam a full dish preacher pivot the pulpit let me get cynical on religion I got a vision for myself and it’s a healthy intuition It took some long division calculate my chances can’t ever join ,the devil on them blue moon dances I’m a self driven psychopathic mentally disturbed ex-addict no logic in the path you led that’s why I call you pathologic
Hook
Not the first or the last that was cursed in the past but I can laugh in the face of adversity at last the controversy and the clash diversity of class never be conversed to hang your head at half mast forget the cash in the game a task to obtain lost everything in life and what I’m trying o explain now a man stand alone with the world in my hands staring at the bottom vie got everything to gain