Slithering specimen withered and laid to rest and then Rudely awakened by the crude taste of his metal weapon Kid's a legendarily wretched expression of death and pestilence Meshed within the flesh of maleficence and indifference Impressive, and yet pathetic dense with rhetoric 'bout his best efforts invested while lending just a percent of it Breath as fresh as excrement, infested Pursuing stupid dreams with no human means of collecting it Definitely a specialist method actor expressionist Purely concerned with burning his work to unearth the elements Revenant of better times spending his life regretting shit Head dive into sediment dead and call it development Arrogant, seeming apparent through leagues of evidence He's heaven sent to relish the hellish stench of irrelevance Yellow belly wrenching, he's clenching it with trembling fists And sweating at the mention of adventure potentially missed Spurting sentiments, yearn again to return to whence Birth occurred, but innocence is ignorance in a certain sense Earth is turning, we learn to forget the early tense And squirm into a firm sense of burden earning at your expense Plenty pissed in the pistons of reminiscing But this is what it is to see the mystery written I refuse to peruse scrap remains of chewed bones My happy place is the epitaph engraved on my future tombstone White bone, eyes sewn shut Slowly decomposing like thank God I'm a grown-up Left alone in my hole just To breathe a new meaning to dead asleep and having no guts 'cause dreams seem real till you woke up And dates were great with destiny guess except till you broke up So what? The three piece fits but it's cold, yup Oh there's no place like home, I'm so stuck Now bone brown, mouth sewn shut Holding nothing spare fingernails, some hair and my own luck Shucks, the one rebuttal I'd throw up At least I dug apart the subtle art of giving no fucks So when the rowboat toll man show up I'll show him that I'm broker than hope and motion a cold shrug Sure 'nuff, no one is going to show a ghost love Oh there's no place like home, I'm so fucked

Got a lot of work to do Ooh, that's shiny Curiosity's often evoked solely at cost of focus So crops we ought to sow get engrossed by the throngs of locusts Like I know I'm s'posed to bolster ozones and atone for old sins But I'm pretty busy checking out this freckle I noticed This existence is a mystery, adrift amidst it listlessly Ambition bickers with interest, they disagree to disagree Suffer through a history of subterfuge since infancy That made the wake up calls conduct abrupt into a symphony Epiphanies like pistol pop, toss 'em in the wishing pot Pray that some shit comes from it other than getting swiftly lost Just a lot of wishy-wash betwixt an odd addiction Watch a script and wash the dishes, as for business, ah shit I forgot Okay I'll hold my weight, go straight to an open page And pull my swollen brain out of its hull to skulk alone today See what sort of bullshit I cultivate and I'm close but wait The moment greatness culminates I'm pulled away on roller blades Oh it's okay, I got time, plenty to waste Admittedly I didn't really feel like working anyways Demonstrate a tendency to fend away and then to play Did it all my life, do it again today (Push it off) Maybe later (Push it off) Time is finite Swear to God I'll get around to it in just another minute (Push it off) Watching YouTube (Push it off) Dodging boredom I got everything in view to do before what is important (Hold it off) Entertainment (Hold it off) Masturbation Dedicating my existence to instant gratification (Hold it off) Till tomorrow, as much as I love improvement It takes a lot of work and I don't really want to do it The student neutered his rulebooks, truly fluent in truancy Cooly flew the coop upon congruent opportunities And you could see the lunacy blooming if you've the acuity Loosening his screws, been elusive precluding puberty And fruitless superfluity, grew to be the future me Mooching his crew and using Buddha fume as perfume indeed And while he waited stupidly compatriots aced grades Meantime I'm viewing graduation from space, great Flash forward, egads the lad's hopeless Single simple task and a million tabs open Not a thing corresponding to his initial objective But 3 AM's the best time to Wiki a physics lesson, oh yes Any attempt to claim responsible is made in jest And whether he stays evading obstacles is not a question Promises are troubled water under the bridge Yell for help and he'll tell you that life's a bitch, I'm busy And so the notion goes till approaching the moment's deadline I watch my productivity metamorph into bedtime A bit of advice to the wise or whoever Why do today what you could just delay to fucking never? (Push it off) Maybe later (Push it off) Life is finite Swear to God I'll get around to it in just a couple minutes (Push it off) Another episode (Push it off) One more chapter I stayed up way too late, hibernated straight through the Rapture (Hold it off) Won't contain it (Hold it off) Procrastination In a controlling relationship enslaved to my PlayStation (Hold it off) Really sorry, as much as I'd love to stay I got a lot to do tomorrow I was s'posed to do today I don't wanna do that, I don't gotta do this If I ain't need to do the job then I ain't even doing shit I don't wanna do that, 'cause I don't gotta do this If I ain't need to do the job then I ain't even doing shit I don't wanna do that, like I don't gotta do this If I ain't need to do the job then I ain't even doing shit I don't wanna do that, said I don't gotta do this If I ain't need to do the job, I ain't even doing shit

To what dimension can we go? I've been spitting rhymes since I was a tiny embryo Foolie's medulla oblongata's tenser than his ventricles Extensive flows stem from the holes of his pensive soul Whether you're friend or foe you can't ignore the animal Standing in front of your mantle and dismantling your antelope You cannot cope so abandon hope or I'll man the probes I ran the globe, Gambit scans your lobes and then he's ghost Most of the damaged folk are standing broke Branded, woken, stranded on a damned planet and then they croak And so I manage to grab the pen with the hand I wrote Then create a stanza to penetrate 'em like endoscopes Took me a while to realize I wasn't bluffing Used to not believe in anything, now I believe in nothing So I'm slowly rolling this boulder huffing and puffing Up a mountain that it only rolls down hoping I'll toughen enough To get buff enough to pump my muscles or something To make the weight of gravity a tad less crushing But then again maybe adrenaline rushes Will come and flush my empty head to make me better at pushing, ha I'm really sick of when I'm hearing appearances Of the clearly transparent adhering to the mysterious I'm serious, I don't see the appeal to it And I ain't feeling it (This may come as a shock to you) But I'm a rocker whose empire is impromptu That's why I got the juice, bitch I'm flyer than a cockatoo I am not gon' lose or drop the fuse to cocky dudes Who been pimped in the industry that service them like prostitutes Okay, I'm only honing my own way And don't pick up calls at all regardless what the phone say Either I'm going crazy or something important escaped me But I'm sure and woulda sworn the rain is pouring lately I never pick battles, the shit happens to find me I been babbling blindly, you didn't have to remind me This kid's existence begins back in the nineties And since then I ain't convinced it's intending to treat me kindly, oh well I guess I'll find the entirety of society Fine in its notoriety for fire and anxiety Within addiction sits the miserly entirely So I've been kind of fighting with some crippling sobriety As far as I can see it's time for me to find the secret Hiding tree of life, begin climbing and try to find a seed So when I plant it and then expand to the highest reach The entire planet gon' understand what I'm tryna be Don't you cry to me, write a line in your diary I'm a higher being, feast your eyes on me with piety In the entire central finite curve Of interdimensional realities, nobody else is nice as me And you don't stop Yes yes y'all, and you don't stop And you won't stop And you don't stop But I'm gon' stop But I'm gon' stop

Freddy Finger rest in peace It's the rapper that y'all ignored Mind's eye on the prize and back to the drawing board The type to bore a hole into your floor and top it With a carpeted tarp and ask you exactly who you falling for Went from drawing sword to drawing swords Starting wars over notions emotion provoked tallying score Rallying stallion troops and let the galleons soar 'cause when it comes to enemies and friends it seems that less is more Atop the crest of the crescent shore Reflectively I stop to question what I'm destined for At best my honorable guesses are the recipe For mixing disappointment with bitterness, sip it, rest in peace Exceptionally unexceptional They tell me truly I'm unique but yet I'm skeptical They say that life's an essay but never explained the thesis So now I walk the line between atheist and a theist Believe it, the odds are never even Even when they seem to be, begin the cycle then repeat it The high strung night bum wallowing in a Prius Trying to follow Jesus through the bottle that he sleeps with Nightmares turn into perfectly recurring dreams As every vice that eases his mind becomes diseases Are we even alive? Will we find out what it means To know how cold it is in Heaven the moment when Hell freezes? For every time that I'd awoke to the sirens Provoked through the violence I'd have wished I'd broken the silence Supposedly I should've known although I'm supplied with Only a tiny glimpse of now through a vision that's hind-sighted Blindsided by the solely divided Hoping that I would go and die, although I won't kid, I've tried it And when it's time to go I guess I won't really like it But I can rest easy knowing that no one did it like I did As the days turn to night-time I write rhymes quite fine like my lifeline Until there's nothing left and I'm out of my right mind I'ma fight, let the light shine, shine When the days turn night-time I write rhymes quite fine like my lifeline Until there's nothing left I'm out of my right mind And I'ma fight, let the light shine I ain't gon' waste time saying I ain't got time to waste I can taste the victory swimming swiftly as tidal waves 'Till my entire empire can finally find its place And light up like a campfire shining bright as the light of day By the way, it's hard to work when it's time to play But it never mattered, Jack's a boring bastard either way I've been in the same place lying wide awake My entire life so don't mind it if I ain't tryna stay Stagnation is the greatest way to drag patience Kicking and pacing complacently back to your dad's basement After the fact when you're mad at the path taken You could pave the way for change to take place or act shaken In the past I was one who preferred the latter Going under like fuck laughter, making my luck badder Stuck in the one assumption that nothing in life matters Sick of chatter, thinking that my resistance might shatter Ambivalent towards the imminent course of men These porcelain dolls have been forcing us all into wars again Distorted causes warped into folly tore the skin Born into abhorrence and horror herded by hoards of them Horse drawn hearses, long gone purses Goods lifted by crooks suffering Norse god curses Are all I ever saw upon the Earth's long surface It hurts when you come to terms with having no broad purpose It's perfect, picture me sitting in church And worshipping fifty different versions of a single superlative thing With a fervent new urge to sing and ringing determined Think in turn that if I sink and burn the ship will resurface But when I fill the urn I'll be beginning to learn That there isn't a return and that my birth certificate's worthless Indifferent to the furthest extent and a nervous surplus Flipping scripts to pictures, leave a thousand listeners wordless As the days turn to night-time I write rhymes quite fine like my lifeline Until there's nothing left and I'm out of my right mind I'ma fight, let the light shine, shine When the days turn night-time I write rhymes quite fine like my lifeline Until there's nothing left I'm out of my right mind And I'ma fight, let the light shine, shine So I don't waste time, I make time Never wait to find my place, no I'ma take mine Keeping the pace up, I'm braced to erase the fake lines Make a new page, stage the plays and escape quiet So I don't buy time, I find time Laying my rhymes primetime 'till it's my time The road is long and although I'm knowing it might wind I'ma fight, let the light shine

I cut myself with music and only bleed poetry And use the shards of art to scar my hardened heart so I can know it beats The opened hole in me is so discreet you won’t believe Oceans dispose of me so I’m known to float in the coldest streams Oh and dreams make me wonder what life is I like this, so it seems, or only till night hits Hi, I’m righteous, right? Ignore all of my sins And I will spin the light in tight with poetic license I may be crazy but lately it validates me It makes me feel out of place but I’d take it over callous and lazy The hours hate me, escape me like the powers that may be Fate negates me from a towering great to cowering baby Listen a little, not to get sentimental but within the beginning It’s how I existed, endowed with the bliss of not knowing anything Now I am pissed, the potholes are plentiful Living with risk and stuck with a cup that is never full Work like a log, sleep like a dog, sweat like a hog from my genitals Then I’ll pretend I’m a gentleman when I’m judgmental, indifferent and unpresentable Living it within the ritual shifting and drifting it, dissonant, feeling ephemeral Really in general minute to year I been living in fear of the chemicals When the pretenders begin to grow then you know it isn’t clear distinguishing friend and foe I ain’t distracted by flashiness Disastrous lashing into space’s blackness 'till the fabric rips Succumb to hatred, escape it and summon happiness I stay creating something from nothing and that’s what magic is Imagine this, sitting and wishing that I was alone Quitting and bitching 'bout not getting thrown a different position or part of a bone Give in submission and bow to the throne, oh isn’t it desolate out on your own? Isn’t it stressful, depressing and sour knowing your power was stolen? The crown had told me so boldly my only hope was debt And so they stole me wholly and sold my soul for a broke cassette I won’t forget the way they poked and prepped, I overslept Hoping to coalesce though awoke in knowing that omens crept I swear this isn’t how this is supposed to be Holding ghosts to me closely engrossed and posed as the host it feeds So many told me to focus solely on rosaries Supposedly holding these beads alone would sow the growth I'd need Still I'm sure I’d get kicked to the floor at heaven’s doors If I insist consistently that I missed every metaphor I never been sure my presence is born of a benevolent lord In this ineffable score but I’m honestly sure I’ma be begging for more Bored, I swore it's stupid to stand it Today’s truly a beautiful day to take its beauty for granted Ooh and this planet truly is doomed due to the humans that ran it Every foolie loosely knew but gave the blame to their grandkids And so we stand pissed at our ancestors and mankind Born with eyes clamped under bandanas and hands tied Pantomiming, fantasizing and romanticized When every freedom we been believing’s deemed as a band of lies Why? Well if it ain’t power it’s cowardice It’ll devour enshrouding us if we allow it and bow to this The wickedness existent within this system is flowerless So we rip out the roots and transmute the meaning of "how it is” Dig? To shift the path as if gaseous When in fact it is aqueous is the pact of the magicist To bend energy plentifully tempted to mend the patches is The talent that we have, it’s ecstatic and that’s what magic is Matter fact I craft enacted metathesis Then travel inward intimate into intergalactic pits Whether you’re pacifist or militant activist today We stay creating something from nothing and that’s what magic is That's what magic is Like that's what magic is Said that's what magic is

It seems the Ritalin wasn't effective as I'd guessed it was Focus ain't a great exchange for straight up anorexia See I love ingesting vegetables, breakfast and Lexapro Too sad for my appetite, have half a bite I'm ready to go I never could know leveling those friendly ole chemicals so Would leave me feeling shaken, complacent with bones that never can grow Taste it, every regret displaced it softly Pouring all of my problems into a goblet of coffee Raw coughing and sneezing into my sleeve and wiping it off me Awfully tired at all times regardless how long I got sleep What's wrong with me? I wanna be done with healing But really when food's in front of me something is just so unappealing The gut of my stomach squealing, I'm reeling in suffering from the feeling But shoveling something to munch is such a much tougher ordeal then Sealed in a body that barely can pull off living They tell me "well it's a temple" but seldom receives an offering Alternating the knees I've been falling upon, I'm faltering But after all I haven't the gall or guts to start to alter things Nutrition can be a bitch working shifts in the kitchen Dishing out different dishes bewitched by the shit you're missing I stare over there at the fridge thinking maybe there's something different within it Intrepidly gripping the handle, it is so bland I figure I'll give in and quit it Sick of this wicked addiction, what was delicious transitioned into a bitter prescription Thirty milligrams, no dirty dishes Forever I may exist making sense of this pain within And although it might be that I think I'm dying, it's fine the way it is Remembering when life was vibrant, the shades of grey persist Either way I would decide to describe it as fine the way it is Forever I may exist making sense of this pain within And although it might be that I think I'm dying, it's fine the way it is Remembering when life was vibrant, the shades of grey persist Either way I'd be inclined to describe it as fine the way it is Forever I may exist making sense of this pain within And although it might be that I think I'm dying, it's fine the way it is Remembering when life was vibrant, the shades of grey persist Either way I would've lied and described it as fine the way it is So what's the fussing about? Hoping I'm growing the muscle men out But choosing the other route, snoozing and pouting, refusing inducing a gluttonous mouth Want to be studded but don't got the stomach to shovel the crud right upon it Pumpkin you're not gonna leave this fucking house until you have eaten your Brussels sprouts Stomach ruptured, I muster the gumption to scrunch up my face And engage in consumption of something scrumptious and sumptuous A munchkin, shrunken and wondering what's in his lunches Hunched over alone, his rumbling tummy devouring bupkis Fuck it, this isn't fun but son the misery really ain't shit now Jocks be rocking them guns, but I be the one who's whipping them twigs out Like suns out ribs out, ancient lunch lady purveying and ladling gravy Over filleted human babies paired with rabies in pig snout Delicious, stuck in a vicious cycle living the life Revisiting visions of clinical intervention, internment in a prison of mine Shit if the shivering wasn't a sign, I could've pretended I really was fine Instead of indefinitely switching different prescriptions every minute down the line I must attest these meds are the best for the deficit Like yes I'm focused, but on my restlessness and self-neglect from it But hey, penmanship's excellent, I'm incredibly 'head of my schedule And better yet already started the letter addressed fresh to my next of kin Oh, did I mention when them trembling limbs attempt to grip Slippery cliffs it tends to get strenuous for them to uplift? Buying a trial to try it next, pile of meds for the side effects Debt I'm in steadily higher yet mentally deadening every time I invest I digress, annually family renders me flummoxed Wondering how we lumber around our houses stuffing our stomachs While the planet is crumbling 'round us and tumbling down, we're drowning but fuck it Don't make a sound, focus on what is in front of you Shut up and shovel your hummus, muh'fuckas Forever I may exist making sense of this hate and rage Saying grace when the Lord giveth, complaining whenever he taketh away Try to race but the pain persists, pay no mind to the wasted dish You could try and I'd lie to your face like it's fine the way it is I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine Depression's no joke, slow choke on a cold rope Broke, bolstering no hope Won't cope, so alone thrown With broken bones dislocated going slow on a low slope Mope, choking with no growth Close to the edge and so closed Oh no, oh so stoic, emotionless, provoked Morose, doping and toping, fill in the holes of a stolen soul Bestowed below the burrows overdosing on woe and stoge smoke No cloak to hide behind and mostly solo yo Go sulking and skulking, sullen and soaking in loathing Croaking and moaning, groaning, Skull exploding, swollen lymph nodes oh Each moment denoted boding an omen unfolded Rolled and pulled in multiple ways, the days corroding, it's so old When happiness is the last thing we grasp alas we pretend to be When you go peer in the mirror appearing inferior Feeling that really the enemy's you And you can't make it through Never presented a clue, end is in view When your one coveted comfort is "fuck it, I'll be dead eventually too" Who takes up the slack when the world's breaking your back? Making mistakes and you never can shake it away Ain't no taking it back, no hope of staying intact Wait and anticipate everything turning to hell and then fading to black Hating the lack Everyone laughing like that is what happens to those who would stray from the pack Starting to feel like a martyr, sheep for the slaughter Trying to breathe underwater Every emotion is fake and numb Hating to sleep when waking up keeps getting harder Sorrow turns to the new norm, hollow becomes your true form When wallowing in remorse and forcing smiles is your uniform You were born to do more but your story in time would fade amiss Used and worn, your hopes don't align like your life's a wasted wish Try to take such a major risk, just to find that it ain't worth piss With a smile on my face when I lie like it's fine the way it is

It’s the return of the complacent one Who gazes straight into the blazing sun and wastes his days for fun Trembling, the gremlin ate his lunch but ain't enough To satiate his hunger pains, no wonder they been staying up The pessimistic perfectionist with the repertoire To render his collective more perplexed than you’d ever saw Invested in destiny just ingesting his deadened thoughts And resting his head on a bed of rocks, never stops Questioning everything, the hood of his people Or whether or not there is objectively a good or an evil What it means to be free and if we could ever be fulfilled When people build deceitful guilds and kill for beliefs of a steeple See I don’t have the Midas touch ‘cause every item brushed becomes rusted, adjusted right to dust Flustered, wonder when time is up and why it’s such A hard time for me climbing up this far ride when the climate thrusts It's been a minute since innocence slipped away And ever since the sixty seconds passed I’ve had some shit to say Ambition, it's a fickle bitch, been witness to its ways In which it drifts into the mist in the instant you wished it stayed Inner resistances blister amidst the friction Administered when I stir in the pits of indifferent conviction A walking talking dying breathing contradiction Whose mind’s sicknesses transition into its favorite addiction Listen, facts are ominous when on the fence But your opinion prolly all depends on who you call your friends We smoked away and all the jokes were made at my expense But what I lacked in common sense I'd double back in confidence I guess we’ll never know Which way the river flows, or where it goes, where it goes I suppose we’ll never know Which way the river flows, yo I wish to live forever, I wish I didn’t sever Every bond that got me along going on in this endeavor I wish to turn back time, I wanna begin again where all my friends were When we thought we had all the answers And every chance we had we just would discuss it Now we’re glancing at the planet and we’re fucking disgusted Just abandoning trust we once had implanted in something We thought much grander than us, but in the end it was nothing, fuck it Cancel all your plans, bandage up your knuckles And buckle up for the clusterfuck impending us and chuckle It sucks the fun to be the damaged one amongst the bundle But my clumsy luck has seemingly clung to me from the struggle I’m puzzled, and just to make the pieces fit I cut them up and shuffle the ones that I need for it Then lose the others, enthused because of my weaknesses That had me practice magic back when I didn’t believe in it Even the evil get the choice for benevolence Though the most we’d label noble show malevolent elements And so it goes to show you never know who the hell it is You’re supposed to know, although your hopes are wholly irrelevant Check it, the question I’ll raise is How many faces do us humans proudly display? Who’s the actor behind the mask and who’s around when it changes? And as the real you is coming out, will they stay then? I’ve seen lot of kin walking away More often than not it’s been all of them that promised to stay But I’m coping, I’ll hold the door open, I’ll watch you and wave And I’ll be honest wishing y’all a good day, hey I guess we’ll never know Which way the river flows, or where it goes, where it goes I suppose we’ll never know Which way the river flows I know you hate me, I see the way you evade me I notice the tilt when roses wilt, don’t believe you played me I see it all from these hallways, we evolve and go our ways The show it must go on and I’d be just a pawn to pause plays So keep your paws placed just to yourself Roaring and rough I got more than enough love for myself You’re in a gutter, I wonder what’re the choices of poison You been employing with the intent of destroying yourself, shit You’re quick to grip the crutches, to split the spliffs and Dutches Drinking buckets budgeted but not giving inches budging Bluffing and bludgeoning troubles, becoming this curmudgeon Pissed and smudging grudges begrudged at the ones you’re swift to judging It’s ugly, and its shitty too Because I used to love you, now I just fuckin' pity you It isn’t pretty, you hit the city, get lit to lift the mood Enlisting who the fuck ever listens through it and isn’t rude I’ve never seen the point in begging for forgiveness Whatsoever but even less would I lend my own or give it So if you hold intentions for redemption forget it If you truly cherished our friendship, you wouldn’t have quit it, get it? I’m not an idiot darling, I’m quite the opposite I’m obstinately primed any time to disprove the postulate But you’ve a lot of intrusive thoughts and a pile of shit And want it all dismissed and thus its my image that's targeted It’s remarkable how starkly the river flows Living in frozen water, a martyr caught in his killing pose And so I choose to float, wondering where the cruise will go And where it all begun, but that’s something we’ll never truly know I guess we’ll never know Which way the river flows, or where it goes, where it goes It goes to show we’ll never know Which way the river flows, yo

I get a Zenkai boost every time that I’m fired Looping beats on repeat while I sleep and hope I wake up inspired Tired, whether I rest or not it’s all the same Get depressed and make Rorschach tests out of coffee stains Awesome, jumping jobs like there’s bets on How swiftly I can get fired then hired at the next one Be lying if I said that I’m trying my best for these breadcrumbs But sitting behind a register ain't where I get respect from I only got one life to live my best one So I ain’t got time to be sitting idly focused on my regrets, hon I’m living to get in a billion ears, so I can be living a million years I’ll try everything once provided it’s fun, let's jet son So maybe no one knows my name, but when they find my lines It’s like they spent their life awaiting my arrival this entire time I’m an unrivaled dude even if only inside my mind And I will rhyme for food from nine to five, aight? Who'd have thought an anomaly like this can occur? Transferring a handful of candid words till the canvas burst I’m swimming upstream like a salmon herd I guess I’m just a professional amateur So don’t go opening no can of worms you can’t reverse If you think you a man-eater then Gambit is the manticore Faked death and showed late to the medical examiner I guess I’m just a professional amateur So catch me landing off the chandelier and banister You boss me what to do I’ll gloss over you like a manicure Shouldn’t have hired my weed guy as my manager I guess I’m just a professional amateur So if just as a test of stamina I’ll row my own boat alone around the planet’s diameter Maybe I shoulda been a janitor I guess I’m just a professional a— Driving three hours to rap three minutes is nothing new to me They tell me you should be thanking us for the opportunity Making every venue money and revenue Funnily never viewing any minute sum of it, making nothing from it Because I brought it for the love of it That’s what I thought as I bought another pitcher full of petrol for the trip I guess I’m still looking for closure Once I figured out I wasn't allowed to pay my fuckin' bills with exposure Let’s get a close-up with who everybody came to see And it ain’t me, but hey, maybe some day it’ll be Painfully plain to see ain’t no way I’m made to make the scene But I can use my brain to make believe, say cheese It stays remaining the same but there must be purity In mustering music just to debut it in obscurity Plus it surely means the earth to see you smile So when I get on the mic it’s worth the while, for a while But who'd have thought an anomaly like this can occur? Transferring a handful of candid words till the canvas burst I’m swimming upstream like a salmon herd I guess I’m just a professional amateur So don’t go opening no can of worms you can’t reverse If you think you a man-eater then Gambit is the manticore Faked death and showed late to the medical examiner I guess I’m just a professional amateur So catch me landing off the chandelier and banister You boss me what to do I’ll gloss over you like a manicure Shouldn’t have hired my granddad as my manager I guess I’m just a professional amateur So if just as a test of stamina I’ll row my own boat alone around the planet’s diameter Check the iambic pentameter Man I guess I’m just a professional amateur The weight of my empty pockets allows me to effortlessly drift around No longer restricted, bound by pointless expectation One fist in the sky and two feet on the ground I keep breathing, my heart beating and pounding, singing the rhythm of creation We are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams We are the ones who understand what truly being human means Us, the amalgamation of undervalued artists of countless nations Who smile for smile’s sake and stay creating for the sake of creation You, with the universes inside of your mind intertwined and unwinding Guiding the stroke of the brush upon the canvas You, the revolutionary oft construed a nuisance Or useless when what you do's the buried treasure of Atlantis You, the fine observer of life and Earth The divine proprietor, writer of words who shake the heavens as the planets turn We’re here to celebrate life and create it likewise So blessings to you and the rest of you professional amateurs I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur I guess I'm just a professional amateur

It’s been a long time since the beginning I never thought I’d live to see a minute of winning I’m getting taller but I also been thinning I’m awful sure that I’ma turn into skin and Skeleton bones, I never know and it's thrilling The feeling that I’m growing and getting better is chilling I’m only focused on building, not killing And I hope you’ll join me God willing I gaze in a daze at displays how the days arranges Names and faces and amazing changes And I thank far stars, then it all hit me And I want to thank you all for coming along with me Like aw yeah, glad to be here I went from living in a pit to living happily here There isn’t anything limiting in the magic I feel The passion is real, revealed and the path it is clear I’m going up, I’ll never be subdued or construed You come through it’s "sup dude, I love you" Even if everybody becomes unglued We can stay awake waiting for daydreams to come true Tough move, never gonna regret it You bet I’m coming to get it, I said it and I’ma come prove Whether we’re dumb youth, stuntin' or uncouth The truth is we’re one in a hundred and gonna stun you Too, and I’m never gonna stop I’m forever prevalent giving everything I got And I’ma never settle, I’m bettering every level Reinventing the definition of hot, watch I don’t need to peer in the mirror to feel beautiful It’s a miracle, veering out the cubicle I don’t need to peer in the mirror to feel beautiful I don’t need to peer in the mirror Tell me What would a man be without his fam? What would a family be living without its friends? What’s an engineer gonna build without his hands? Like, what’s an emcee without his fans? Damn I seen a lot of people thought I know to the bone Go it alone tryna be holding a load on their own When they coulda been distributing a little to pass out But get up in a glass house throwing a stone Isn’t it silly when you’re feeling illegitimate, Limited, pitied and getting sick of the sentiment, Ready to quit it any minute and giving in, But getting rid of friends that particularly give a shit? Listen, it isn’t feeble Inefficient or dissonant putting trust in your peoples Although it seems enemies are deceitful Evil people, they finna sow what they reap so We could leave the beef right there Breathe light here, be bright and speak your mind yeah Giving a care we could share ideas and spare A little bit of time celebrating life With an imminent affinity for living plentifully Giving a bit of sympathy to spread into infinity Shifting to what we’re wishing to be Never giving up, loving unconditionally Additionally, I’m broke but I’m fixing to be Sitting in Poseidon’s seat from a fish in the sea So till the minute beats with the mission complete I wanna say "Hey, thank you for chilling with me!" It's like aw yeah, glad to be here I went from living in a pit to living happily here There isn’t anything limiting in the magic I feel The passion is real, revealed, and the path it is clear I’m going up, I’ll never be stopped now or copped out Locked down on a plot to pop loud Giving everything I got singing a lot Thinking of anything to pen and jot down for a hot sound Watch out, you’re gonna regret it I said it I’m coming to get it I meant it and I’ma top out Whether the props compound or shots sound I’ll never be walked or talked down, not in my town Wow, and I’m never gonna flop I’ma set the precedent giving everything I got And I intend on meddling, getting to every veteran And peddling direct to the top, watch I don’t need to peer in the mirror to feel beautiful It’s a miracle, veering out the cubicle I don’t need to peer in the mirror to feel beautiful I don’t need to peer in the mirror I don’t really feel like I’m in need of a mirror To feel beautiful, 'cause my life is irrefutable The bliss is living within existence And my appearance isn’t as crucial as the usual Truth is, I’m centered in the present Intending every second to get better and better So I’m emanating eminence whatever the weather Tryna demonstrate intelligence in every endeavor I get a feeling, when I’m in pain that shoots straight through the ceiling That I got the strength for healing And when I feel incapable and pray to escape it I’ll make a way to go and stay no matter what life’s revealing I no longer fear being judged by my peers Or letting anyone get to my head or lower my spirits And it’s clear to me what’s inside Is integral beyond the limits of a physical appearance I don’t need a mirror to peer in to love me 'cause even when I’m hearing and feeling I’m ugly I do everything I can to be better and never let An opinion take a singular minute away from me Matter fact, I’m glad at that I had to ask if I had a bad habit in my habitat Of looking back, the lesson I took in Is I’d rather be a good man than good lookin' So if you want the company come with me Going dumb, we bump beats and flood the street Then we’re gonna repeat, throwing a show everybody can see You won’t believe how much fun it’ll be It’s like aw yeah, glad to be here I went from living in a pit to living happily here There isn’t anything limiting in the magic I feel The passion is real, revealed and the path it is clear I’m going up, never to decline or rewind I'll be fine, free minds and speak mine Living and loving, I’m coming from the East Side We ride and recline, bump the beats high Gleam bright, don’t be getting offended Or sweat it when the team shines and refines the design We flying, MP3 high And I'm freestyling, sheesh I unleash the beast rhyme So tell me what you gon' do When all of the troubles of suffering are coming in running to you And we’re stuck in a rut again, buckle up for the future And move as we carry on through, true You don’t need a mirror to peer in to feel beautiful We’re a miracle and life’s a musical You don’t need to peer in the mirror to feel beautiful You don’t need to peer in the mirror

You know, this is a true story In high school, I was not a regular student I was one that all the counselors begged to be prudent A well known truant, I'd bounce from the session like "screw it" And establish a reputation as a negative influence Better get to moving, you'll never amount to nothing If you're mouthing off and fuckin' around when you should be studying I cared about nobody including myself Just troubling all of the other kids with my troubles as they were bubbling Shedding that blood again, better laugh when they're asking me If I made it to class or if I actually passed with a C I'd ask pretty please for an A, they'd say you have to be kidding me 'cause I bent the rules like plastic elasticity A lot of cats sat back, they wasn't saying shit When I was staying there I made it clear I fucking hated it My mother was unaware her son was very jaded quick But ain't nobody care and I needed a way to escape the shit And so I ran away, every damn day I was shirking work with a plan to play I got suspensions for skipping on my detentions 'till I was essentially serving a sentence they demanded I pay I thought it was clear to me I hated everyone, when in fact, that was merely A reflection of my own personal insecurities And a direct manifestation of the hurt and fear in me And if you look back, honestly it's sad to see It's like my life had gone from comedy to tragedy I told myself there wasn't a soul in Hell as mad as me And that being alone was the only way to live happily And that's a load of crap, although I traveled all alone I was burdened, trapped by the certain fact I was on my own Then when I returned to the cul-de-sac that I called my home I was hurting bad but I learned to cap it inside the dome But if you were to ask I'd laugh it off and doubt it Mostly for the fact the past had hurt too bad to talk about it I'd learn to act like I was happy when I was actually Mad exasperated and found that it was all confounded I was a kid then, just tryna fit in With a clique that I couldn't get in Would it have made a difference if I coulda been let in, Among the names of these faces that I'm already forgetting? Or would it have been a detriment and a bit of a limit, To my existence so life would look different every minute within it? Whether it did or it didn't I still remember the very beginning, standing there in the distance Smoking bogies like the older kids but wasn't feeling bigger yet I'd sneak away from classes just to have another cigarette Casually come back in acting like I hadn't had a pack Inside my jacket with some crap imagined 'case they figured it Outside, I was about my free time That's why I'd make a beeline straight to the tree line behind The parking lot's green wall, like "Everything will be fine" Hoping nobody saw me walking in the meantime I took my pimp ass to gym class And I was smoking brick hash up in the ceiling rafters getting whiplash Feeling that afterwards I'd have to turn and dip fast So that no bastard learned about me burning half the big stash And it was plain to see That Mary Jane had seemed to be taking away the pain in me At least I stated it every day and I'd make believe That vaping weed replaced the complacency taking place in me Like choking on smoke would maybe fill the vacancy That stayed concealed away while I'm waiting for healing patiently I hated feeling the latent anger awakening And so I'd smoke my dome to a coma until my brain could sleep It's clearly a crooked, morbid tune When sleeping is the only thing you're really looking forward to You sport a blue aura like "What am I supposed to do?" Feeling like you're dirt and hurting everybody close to you I was so confused, battered and tattered and worn Every day I drank up out a chalice of malice and scorn I'd wonder why I had to blindly abide By a society in which I never actually asked to be born And they detested me That's why my first day of senior year they arrested me They made it clear they hated me in the way they would talk And so I had to walk with security guards next to me I was especially perplexed they expected me To present my best behavior when school brought out the worst in me The biggest test for me wasn't answering questions And the lessons that I learned had nothing to do with the courses, see? Yes it was torturous staying where I was forced to be And my distorted dreams made me feel what a pain it'd bring But if I'm being real, all the pain that I'd see and feel Was just for me to build who I am, and I wouldn't change a thing Self-neglect turned to self-respect I discovered love for myself and the rest had fell in check When I discarded all the weight off of my swelling neck I saw the cards of fate, and I started with quite the telling deck So now the geeky kid From Coginchaug gon' climb to the top whether or not you believe in him A lot of kids went from mocking the class comedian To dropping jaws after they popping his CD in Gambit