I'm a Captain Now, with plenty left to Rap About
even if I get sick and my world is Crashing Down
like a Battered House, I have finally Caved In
these actions May Bring Amazing and Great Things
but my heart will still be mostly Vacant, Aching
and full of erratic Palpitations, I might be beyond Saving
what a hell of a Statement, hell must be Waiting
on every demon and Satan to start Blazing my Baked Skin
I know what I'm Facing but I won't be Overtaken by the Blades Sting
it's like a Knife in my Spine even as I'm Writing these Rhymes
it's almost if my Life was Designed to be Typed into Lines
and when a Mic is Combined, it's Dynamite in your Mind
sure to test the Limits of your Brains, every Minute is Insane
it's sick like the saw movies but there's no Finishing this Game
there is no Mimicking the Pain, the Hurts too Deep
so prepare to be trapped and tortured Eternally