In a world of nothing, destruction is fit for consumption
people eat it they feed with, the thought that nothing is something
What am I supposed to do with a castle filled with clay
and I'm living all my days being sprayed with my ways
In these horrid spheres, the torture's near don't wanna be here
spittin fear for you to hear, shouldn't be spittin these tears
It causes me pain, I have no money to gain
it's really funny to flame and I paid for it in games
I'm ashamed, depressed, verbally stressed on my neck
what is next, cut the hex, voodoo aint gonna stop my wreck
people leaving when I'm bleedin, they come when I'm speakin
what's the reason, they must really enjoy it when I'm seepin
either that, or they using me when they need the help
abusing me with stealth, I see it still, it hurts my health
So go ahead and take everything, you won't get much
just shoes filled with hate, misery, and lust
I'm mistaken now cause' I'm a shadow of my soul
bleedin darkness into nothingness, my heart pumps coal
Come and tell me to my face that I'm dieing so I may
finally rest in peace in my bed for today
I'm afraid of me, I'll never know my opportunities
I let society shape my face and sculpture my needs
but that's just half of my body, the other half is my spirit
I can't hear it, or feel it, but my words really show it
I'm a poet, I expose it slowly with pens as I show these
homies and oldies, the flows that come from my chambers that's holy
phobias of phobias, insomia bothers the sleeping
I'm the father of weepin, and I'm not scared to even speak it
Listen to me, It takes a man to speak of his problems
weak? then don't solve em', just let me do it as solemn