Will I drown? Got to breath as I hang in routine
Stuck inside a box with repeating thoughts, when did I become a machine?
Day to day, all the same, eyes are closed while awake
Going through the motions and no emotion will ever reach my face
I'm to blame; and it's so, that I fear what I don't know
Stepping out of comfort has me concerned that my weakness shows
So remaining in these ropes dreaming of a distance hope
The coward inside, disgusted, has got to turn this boat
Back from the moat, gasping to cope, mad from the missing tracks that I wrote
Snagged was my soul, bagged from the whole crash when my tripping laptop was broke
I'm distant at home, I'm missing the tones
11 months, no outcome is what I've seen unfold
Collapsed as a whole while trapped in a hole
So rap seemed to fold, the fact was my mind relaxed lacking goals
In my true form I'm too torn, confused like I'm getting two horns
With two wings and a halo, it's way cold and lukewarm
And too hot, excuse my skippity scatter-brain do-dah
Pray to Allah / to God, my sanity randomly flew off
Into rocks in a frenzy, the new coffin is envy
A tight lock on my true thoughts fearing lost stock as an MC
The trendy era rules all amused by their own affinities
Influenced by the only fitted sheets in the reach never thinking wittingly
Out the box so, impossible is never stepped on, a hot coal
It blocks those with socks cold from iced feet in a shock mode
The clock rolls and I walk slow when the beat of the drum stops, oh
I will cross lone until across, home to a land where a man's option
Is to take blows and remain bold, or lay weak in a clay mold
Until the brain is old, fate holds but a fraction of what is capable