Pro:
Purpose I been reflecting / Circus of introspection
Worth it to give attention to verses I been neglecting
Nervous and then aggressive / Cursed with a pen dependence
Journal to his dependents of Personal independence
Nurture my kids intentions further then quiz assessments
The verbal flip impressive inferno of his affections
Too many big investments injected to win elections
Some persons are still pretending none is pre determined destined
Men go to church with question in search for better metrics
Suspend they intellect it worsens if you hit depression
I get a little restless getting breakfast, checking Netflix
Press eject and bless a record to ensure you get the message
Most barely interesting my flows have been arrested
I’ll turn a perfect sentence to an 'effin murder weapon
My first amendment topple rappers like a burst appendix
You heard of lemmings best to show respect and learn a lesson
For those scared ... YOU!
Wanna r r run for help and t t turn the lights on!
Cuz we here ... BOO!
Better r r run before we r r rap ya Lights Out!
Framework:
I’m a clown with a painted face on with a smile no one can take
Underneath, I’m a clown with no make up on, I’m a big mistake
But, I know for certain, I’m not working, for a shallow purpose
To flip my wig like an angry person, while I’m making verses
What I find disturbing’s, how unassertive, they’ve been of learning
I can burn the word determined, inside of, some younger person
I prefer the hurt, but encourage, that they don’t make it worth it
To enjoy the zoo more than ever being part of the circus
I am the opposite of shy, the opposite of perfect
The opposite of what it’s like when you start feeling nervous
I put it down like I’m holding weights and I’m far from fake
So work it out as if you’re a tank, there is no escape
Hand me a pad and pen and I will get more talkative
I’m an artist not content to have the flow he started with
I forgive but won’t forget, arguing with a heartless chick
Rude boy when I call quits, biddy, bye-bye, biddy bye bye, bitch
Lyrical with the rhymes I got, dealing with a whole lot don’t stop
Really wanna take shots, I’ll box, how you living, I’m fine, get dropped
What you think of hip-hop this locked, been a minute tic-tock, tic tock
When I’m in a flow hot, let’s rock, put them in a tough spot, come watch
For those scared ... YOU!
Wanna r r run for help and t t turn the lights on!
Cuz we here ... BOO!
Better r r run before we r r rap ya Lights Out!
Loose Logic:
I’m thinking its time I tag in, better check your vitals after
Cause you’re gonna need some adrenaline stabbed through ya heart or some type of zap from
A defibrillator, I been compared cause I clear you haters
Say I egg em on… cause through ink I bait em (incubation)
Avita Zein em
See I been burdened on purpose through insecurity, searchin
For some assurance my worth is much more than what’s on the surface
But any version I’m versed with, reflects the pain and the hurting
You wanna troll?…… okay then I’ll be the Bergen
You think you beamin, I think you talkin backwards
But it’s more, its code, you can tell he see the dot and dashes
Leave in a box as ashes, I’m bringin you all to class and
Attempt to deliver intent so it’s clearer, I went to your grave and I autographed it
See they ain’t doin well, they soundin like they skipped meds
Call me the doc, the way you come to me then get checked
See I’m titanic though, can explode, plug the amp and go
Animal off the feedback, I need that, I had to channel flow
Recap, I got advantage though spirits rise from the earth
Never vanish, I go ghost then I’m probably writing a verse
Uhh I’m the fear that you feel behind your confidence
The voice that leaves you pondering, the box that keeps the monster in
