In Trap MentalIty

Stuck in formation of off brand rotations I'm locked with my face stunned I'm out of the basement But in this nation I've seen the creation of bass, fun, and patrons who give into temptation The taste of Olathe takes me to frustration But I enjoy the challenge of using imagination to fake that I'm fine like a line that I'm tracing I'm good at right? Might be a grape, but a raisin is as well I'm the one dried up, without no juice Can't you tell? I'm raising questions about everything Cause I don't enjoy the smell of walking through someone else's Hell I'd walk further just to counter it. Spell it out for kids Don't follow, because I'm sick I've never found a fix for living except a deeper ditch I'm no teacher, just a preacher of my stupid tricks A crucifix unknown like a crew suffix to a boy alone who can't find the right way home I'm screaming do something in any tone I can No, I can't is my answer before I'm asked to dance Lay in bed entranced that the entrance is too advanced This anger has built up and been stored from all the rants that I never choose to give Now, like a dam that's about to give I, also, couldn't give a damn Fuck all of it So, where does a greater man choose to live, because I want to be one of them Not have mindless words But substance sustained by a righteous covenant to obtain treasures Desired by those who are wondrous I wonder if perfection reached takes away a punishment Do I leave the perfect shunned or take it and be done with it? Stuck in formation of off brand rotations I'm locked with my face stunned I'm out of the basement But in this nation I've seen the creation of bass, fun, and patrons who give into temptation The taste of Olathe takes me to frustration But I enjoy the challenge of using imagination to fake that I'm fine like a line that I'm tracing I'm good at right? Might be a grape, but a raisin is as well I have the to and fro down cause I listened to Merlin Can my love reflect the hate and let us escape from Berlin? So sick of concentrating on every letter I turn in to the public Can they shove it, or maybe it's the opposite? If you really knew me, would you do me like a dog, a bitch? Yes, I'm dumb AF and I may mess up a bit But I believe I'm trying way too hard to fucking quit I need some help and I'll help out as much as this body will let me, forget me no suffrage Forgive me my weakness A bundle of sticks compared to a box of matches is still a win I fear the future where bricks do begin the foundation of growth for a generation Because of the won'ts that pop out of my skin We must push forward with no sight of an end And have faith it will be found like we all have our kin Lost in a land where the light grows so dim, this is our last chance to start over again Fin Stuck in formation of off brand rotations I'm locked with my face stunned I'm out of the basement But in this nation I've seen the creation of bass, fun, and patrons who give into temptation The taste of Olathe takes me to frustration But I enjoy the challenge of using imagination to fake that I'm fine like a line that I'm tracing I'm good at right? Might be a grape, but a raisin is as well