Jamal Akasha - Matchbox lyrics

No one knows what I'm doing You guys are wanting to succeed in this life I'm trying to be something whenever I die I'm out of my mind, literally no need to caricaturize Because my eyes cannot even bear this place as if I'm blind Attempted contented resented lessons that were spread relentless To wretched endless that were neglected from having no sense of direction Elected to be the one that sits on top of the throne No question escalates and it sends over your dome Its complimentary to a drone I'm accessing parts of my brain I wasn't supposed to be shown So now I should have shown my situation forlorn The sh**ty part is I like living under the storm Brain to the reticulum Probably gonna come up and f**ing sin again Then I gotta get em and hit em with the very minimum Injection of the venom again and it's definitely imitating insulin, how insolent Then I gotta get em and probably set him up down below Down below, I'm a go and meet him down below Feeling to the corridor, seeking him when he realizes I am the devil Also, I am all pro I'm a get a .4, tie up all fours and see him inside of a cinema Have a seat, recite some syllables here in this interval Call up James Holmes then let the rest unfold Is that bold for me to say? Too bold for me to say The first part of this verse was me trying to imitate The rhymes that I constantly want to be leaving my ways I'm coming up of this horrible place with trees glued to my face I agreed with my fate Agreed, is my fate the state in which the I lay Resembles a skeleton it's the devilish kid With angels telling me that evidently my soul is heavenly Needs to be swept to the sky, to the sky I've already been there all night, so it's got me feeling right Stay close to the streets like a sign, and I always searched for a sign But I figured out that you never look for it You draw the sign, kind of like whenever you multiply Make it yourself, all you got is yourself to make up and get up right out of this hell Or whatever it is you see because perception is just about everything You make or break it I'm trying to draw with no trace, and my drawers half way down And I'm pacing tell Satan I'm the one that he's actually waiting on