[Verse 1: IceKrunk]
My trigonometry turns into three
As I try to see with my eyes, this lucid dream
My prism is turned into colors of beams, agleam
Every single moment is a prison, wheres the bail
The hail outside is making me depressed, my emotions are confessed
I'll ball to I fall, no Justin Bieber
The Cyclops need to shut up, f** the Sirens
I don't hire anybody, I only fire
I'm I dragon, like King Arthur with a behemoth over my head
A king author, I load the gun, then fire backwards
PR stunting all over this sh** for attention
Don't turn yo back, cus' I'm coming at ya like slender
This is hell, this is hell, so don't worry
Just keep living terrible, in this lucid dream