[Verse 1] Hyperactive not nice when isolated I'll tag and drag a whole body bag we're gang related Wait it I haven't made it, hate my life with a pa**ion Disposition's like a demolition wishing I was crashed Through my mental barricade but I'm afraid of what'll happen When I get paid for rapping, whose life is in a cluster, buster Been a malfunction in my brain's construction Just an introduction of losing to my confusion I thought I saw the light but it's an optical illusion Not optimistic, shoot ya, a futuristic plan not realistic When acting enthusiastic, drastic measures have been taken so I can make it Not successful, not triumphant My blood rises fast past the maximum capacity There has to be a way for me to find the right path to follow Four years of pain hard to swallow My head is not hollow I've got many thoughts collected Strategic as a reject expected to be rejected Check it I've got to persist, resist the temptations Stomp complications, patience is a virtue I'll hurt you if you disrespect my poetic creation For real feel the frustration [Hook 1] Scratches These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes [Verse 2] Frustration sets in, internal combustion The [?] panics from the volcanic explosion In my abdominal cavity Gravity holding me down, life bringing me down Found I'm bound to blow a casket, asking am I a basket case Face to face with my girl answer the question A suggestion if I may don't take too long to say What's on your mind about my rapping, starting to snap like jaws Pausing for a moment examining her opponent Not realizing she's sizing me up to ease the pain Shane, how do I love thee a lot, pushing and shoving Not when you're hot, so much has touched me I'll f**ing walk, let's talk it out, don't shout, take a deep breath And then count to ten when you control your temper We'll get along better I know you had to sell the Jetta But get ahold of yourself, why? My love runs deep Keep your chin up, you gotta have your head above water A lot of people think your sh** comes tight and they right Now I might be p**ywhippin' the girls pulled up beside of me Don't lie to me, yeah that's fair I swear I'll try to be A better person, first rehearsal less cursing Second checking that I don't burst into a raging ball of anger Hang a halo over your head cause you're an angel Strange, I promise I'm as honest as I can be Maybe baby honey one some day I'll trust you One hundred percent, till then I'm [?] independent [Hook 2] Scratches These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes I've been through hard times so many problems on my mind [Verse 3] This was written after sitting in a cell at the station For twenty-six hours feel the power of frustration Let me take you back to that second chapter When I rapped about this girl who rocked my world sh** got off cause I slapped her Captivated by the sappy happy rappers just happened I spoke in broken down English to distinguish a token of love And appreciation, our relationship was good so I thought Hadn't fought in a while, they give me smile I never learned who got burnt Turned out I been betrayed Found out she cheated I was heated so guess who's afraid I paid her a little visit, is it my fault Assault is just an awful bust plus the level component Timing I've had it bad dad cause they got me kidnapping Slapping her in the face was a waste but I admitted it And she was bad at the time, her crime was committed sh** it just goes to show nobody can be trusted Disgusted that I got busted who's got a good lawyer for ya? Thanks much I got ya watchin' my back, appreciate it Hey, did you ever think for a minute, I'd end up in it As a f**ing loser who's an abuser to the system Pissed him off [?] Community. Can't watch a top notch cop stop my opportunity Soon to be me, the MC to be guilty I'd like to see that filthy face drink a [?] And kiss my a** and the process the loss is great I'm at a state of denial, taken to trial But the judge ain't gonna budge, I was told he holds a grudge Against my defense so now I'm left in suspense [Hook 3] These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes I've been through hard times so many problems on my mind