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like cigarette butts burned out on my brain
Riding a smoke trail to higher places
 
I'm addicted to pain
Addicted to fucking myself up further than

Unphased by the ways
Of the man
Fist pump
Grit up
Brotha man
Fighter and a lover
Gotta understand
That i'm very talented with
The hands
I was pullin dimes

and mines and no else, no nemesis
Cis, move yo Plankton ass, I'll show how you a tranny sits
In my bag, named it Krusty Krab, you got beat by a fag while she

stress
You won't take anymore of what I give
I'm ex, you got your next
Now I'm down for real
I'm a clown for real
I drown my sorrow in pain
I think of ways

for a second if you would let me
The pain is comin’, the only question left is are you ready
They took the laws that protect us and turned ‘em into

Beginning of time
Flaws replaced
By mind sublime

We formed the future
Became our gods
Digits we nurture
Beated the odds

Posthumanity
Sacred binary
Divine we

roof, change views for commute
Two step to the money, call it groove to the loot
Ayo, you need a side hustle to create a little cash flow
Doing shit by

I heard every word, it ain't break my smile
It might be the tabs, I don't think the same
Other day she ask, how you hide yo pain
Really think i'm

decided that that wasn't worth my time

I can see your face 
Or at least until my phone dies
Which means that I can feel your pain
But I can't feel your

for the digital
Then i'll act analytical 
Then sit back as i'm getting through
Gather the revenue
Slacking is ever good
That i can never do
Treat me

featherweight
Want my section full
We came from section 8
Buy it by the gram
And stuffing cellophane
Looking for a deal
They was selling fame
Feelings in my

the pain 
It cannot be forever mama something afi change
Me know dem say you, yuh see di, sunshine
Sometime you feel the rain
So when it fall try nuh

been seeing strange things
All the pain brings vivid detail to my daydreams
Faint screams can be heard crying out
But the killer's call is coming from

Mild stressing
I'm scrolling down thru the entertainment
Going thru the motions
I view the pain 
And I understand it
Only objective is progress
Tho

while the prisoners shout
May you always heal pain with a piece of your art 
While they try to do the same for some digital clout 
I hope that you can

of looking normal in an ocean of posers
I grew closer to a higher plane
Felt the psychic pain bubble in my higher brain
Yo
The insomnia would keep me up
But

was out right by da sto,
 I don’t waste time fr, run threw dat pack I gotta get me some mo, 
You owe me n ain’t tryna pay, we kick a doe, errbody lay

the digital
You know when it come to artists, I'm the pinnacle
You feel the pain that I'm spitting in these syllables
Yeah, they talking, they don't get paid

disconnected parallels
diversity is our enemy
no compromise, an act of war
fueled by fake schemes
digital wars and shattered dreams

human paradox
selection

beware the game
They'll try besmirch your name and envy when you wear your chain
The closest ones will hurt you, tell me can you bear the pain?
What broke

Approaches the world with curiosity and wonder
Loving and giving with no end in sight
Beaten and raped again and again

Doctrine of christianity
Ironbound by

tryna give you some game

im tired of seeing the pain


tired of hearing bout a mother

 lost her son to the streets


done with hearing 


bout a nigga

gettin' fatter, bruh
Pull up in a Maxima
Turned up to the maximum
We in here layin' tracks again
This here was designed
And it wasn't by no accident
Like

leaving em paralytically crippled
Im nimble they can't poke me like a thimble
I tripled my digits I'm digital
They sprinkle on flow so slow while I dump it