This that poetry from the street that keeps you awake at night
It gives you moments to shine, no shoulder to cry
That ultimate urge that says you should live or die for
Maybe you would lie for, maybe you would kill for
Ain't that a little strange? Give up on almost everything just for the love of game
Just for the love of fame, Just for the love of game
For that dirty old feeling that is driving me insane
Shivers in my spine, arranging in straight line
I ain't wasting no more time, I'm not looking for a sign
Today I decided I'm gonna make things right
Ferociously crazy so don't come here looking for a fight bitch
Cause if I beat your ass and you go to the police I might have to kill your ass
You better walk your walk and talk your talk
It ain't much room with me and ain't no fucking antidote
I'm going so so so so stupid stupid stupidified
Solidly petrified, oh you're looking terrified
What you thought motherfucker you've been purified
Don't come here again cause I might have you fucking crucified
King Kong ain't got shit on me
I'm going Denzel on these motherfuckers trying to put the dirt on me
Higher in spirit, Higher in feelings
Searching for purpose, searching for meanings
Even though I bear the face of a sinner, heart of a killer oh god now I can see clear
Ain't that the true version of myself
I've seen the mirror, face of a sinner, heart of a killer
Damn, that's an ugly mirror
Searching for help can be hurtful sometimes
You might be seeking for your forgiveness
Might be seeking for God
You might be seeking for help
You might be seeking for higher power
King Kong ain't got shit on me