I have been stuck in a place that is dark and a place that I don’t want to be
nothing but demons and devils and blood and the anger
and all of the things that I’ve seen
I’m praying to god but my soul it feels dirty
and just can’t seem to get it clean
I’ve tried to be corgil I’ve tried to be friendly but people have pushed me
awakened the beast! (oh yeah!)
you say that youre broken and you need help?
I don’t got time to help gotta help myself
does that make me a bad guy?
probably so
but I have this pain that I can’t let go
and it takes control
when I’m in that zone
when I’m in that mode
better not get close
as the cold wind blows
feel my heart get cold
why I feel so low
yeah someone tell me why ?
would they think they could ever try to stop me?
code 187 now the beat getting bodied
that’s a fucking guarantee no it is not a probably
I take a look around aint nobody gonna stop me
I’m going in like I’m lost and you could never find me
and I got the buzz like light year
put in that work still feel like it’s a light year
I ain’t ever running from a problem I’m right here
demons wanna fight?
and they all don’t fight fair
my dreams are probably your nightmares
all black hood on when I walk in they all stare
like who is this?
(I don’t know who it is)
it’s the one with the auroa of a lost soul
devil tried to meet me at the crossroads
lost hope
but I have the thing that I’ve been trying find in the sights of my scope
I felt close
but still have to walk this tightrope
between good and evil
lost in my cerebral
my ego grows quick so please don’t feed em
I used to be fine but the pain has returned
there is a lot of things that I have learned
I met some people and they did me dirty
the line in the sand so the bridges get burnt
I don’t know who I am but I know what I’m worth
I don’t know where it came from
but it has returned
(yeah it had returned )
(yeah it has returned )
I’m seeking the answers for all of the questions
I have and I am not taking suggestions
you can’t take my soul
you can take my possessions
but can’t take my weapons
I treat the studio just like a confession
they hear all my raps and they say it’s aggressive
i just hope you get the message
I ain’t like all of these rappers who flexin
I gotta make it I know that I’m destined
I’m working and grinding one day be a legend
I do not care who they mention
I paid all my dues and they don’t pay attention
my mind has been slipping and I feel the tension
I got the drive and my heart is the engine
my blood steady flowing pumping from the pistons
I am not perfect just cause I’m a Christian
I’m telling my story to people who listen
I feel like my mind has been stuck in a prison
but you are the reason why I’m feeling lifted
these demons attack me and they are so wicked
I am not like you at all we are different