[Verse 1: Anemic]
Redemption often leaves to interventions, interception of our minds
A clash of reality, insanity being forced on mankind
Trying to redeem yourself for stupid actions you've made is just pointless
Tryna rejoice is the only way to redeem yourself without being left voiceless
I get enjoyment out of watching this instigators go from tall to cowering in fear
They act so big starting shit, but hear that revenge is coming so near
It's called Karma, it's a train just waiting to run you over
You can redirect your path, walk away, or just keep taking the path you're taking as the train comes closer
See, the thing that you're doing is cracking open a beer and watching the train as it comes
It's easy, stop the hating, the instigating, walk out of the tracks, your path, and see what you become
The train keeps running at you faster the more mistakes you make
High stakes raising the intensity and bevity creating this entity of energy so much more insane
The intensity of the moment contributes to the influence of the things you do
The way you do this shit will cause you a serious threat; Karma can hit everyone including you too
You've got an oppurtunity to change your road and stop this path
The more shit you do is causing this train to go twice as fast
[Verse 2: Atar-E]
Feel like life is grid locked in a pit stop and I give up and then it stops
And I wanna kick rocks at these pissants telling me too stop, nah I think not
Cause I already lost one concept to the trap of laziness
In my mindset, every song planned but the haziness
That defined it, made me realize that album basically
Was a concept album without a plot, just lies and vacancy
And I wanna make this hip hop shit rock, I'd hate to see
Me hit the tip top and fall off shamefully
Because music's what I've got, and I wanna represent
The feelings and ability to mend that it presents
My venue to repent for the sins that I commit
I continue to invent news way to spread my messages
And even the best of us can fail if we lacking the details
I tried to measure up to ye's twisted fantasy without knowing what it entails
So I will prevail, or at least give my all on the track
And if I don't, I'll retract because you never get a second chance to attack
[Verse 3: Anemic]
I'm not even close to cocky, I'm a modest level of honesty
I'm simply preparing myself for what's to come later in this odyssey
I was born and raised in Hell, did stupid shit, now I'm gonna live and die alone
Hate being at home, I don't even have a family to love, now my heart's cold as stone
I got a chance, but soon later, I just had to go and screw it over
My soul gets colder as the end of my life gradually comes closer
I should have a family to go to, but I don't since the one I have is not a one who loves me
I've got one I live with, but the rest don't, that's why I say they suck
When bad times show up, I could always go to my friends who are close
But see, I don't get that since trust is tossed around loosely, abandoning my hope
Nobody to go to, nobody who will listen to my problems
I've been searching for someone to help me but I can't find someone who knows how to solve them
I get bad grades, have no love, no fallen angels, my future isn't in sight
I'm at a terrible point in my life where it's out of light and any day I could die
Overdosed, then lose all hope, striving for a second chance
Honesty leads to people hating you, if redemption is just a bit too late, you can't advance
