[Verse 1: Neon Abe]
Rewriting wrongs
Pen in my hand and I'm reciting songs
Losing some trust
Relax myself and then relapse with help
OD with MT with music that sells
Zip up the track cause I'm hiding the smell
A pilot from hell
Propelling my thoughts
Denied what was taught
Acquired what was bought
Chained myself to the box and then unlocked it
Took the remote and then stopped it
Picked up the ink and then I jotted
This is what I conjured
Mixing up the cauldron
Trying to be honest
Just a product
Of all this nonsense
Going to be great like the Wall of China
Going to be a slave if I rock this chain
And then place my blame on the radio
On my environment
On my family
And then on my race
[Verse 2: Neon Abe]
I see your comments and I miss you
Even looked on Reddit to see what you've been through
Ended up on Soundcloud and found this beat
A chance to redeem
I heard it once then stopped
Scoffed
Laughed
"Manny and his punk a**
Like who'd rap over that?"
"It's crap"
And then I got mad
Told my Dad
Then he told me that I had a chance to get a friend back
And now I'm in cla**
With a pen and pad
Like "this ain't bad"
And now it's verse two
"How'd I come up with that?"
"Haven't wrote this much in a while back"