I got a pain in my heart, it shot like rain in the dark
knowing I'm sane but a spark can cause my brain to depart
I'm lost, alone and I'm scared, but I can never turn back
A cost of bones that are paired with all the letters I rap
You see my words are my body, my body lays in the paper
this rapping gave me a savior, a god that states my behavior
through verse and rhythms and meter, I curse the system, I beat her
worse the victim is neither, a person, spitting, or preachers
it's what I am, It's my problem, I cry in hands just to solve em
Try to stand but I'm lost in, my doubt, suspicion, it's awesome
You try achieving a goal, when both your feet are there, shattered
Then come and speak to me, all my hope defeated and scattered
my tongue is evenly, depressed by all the biting I'm doing
no one is seemingly, impressed by all the writing I'm spewing
What's the point of existence, if you're existing in nothing?
at the point of resistance, but no resistance is coming.