[Verse 1: Cryptic Wisdom]

It's getting lonely at the top

Shaking and shivering

I'm cold

So jaded cause I'm all alone

Give a dog a bone

But never give a dog a reason

He would wanna turn and bite the hand

That's reaching out to feed him

Heat upon the words

They call me Wisdom

Cause my soul is always aging

Even though I look young in the face

Experience is raising everyday

I learn to consume what I tend to see

Whether it be consuming MC's in the booth

Or enemies

Adapted in the rarest form

Ever since I parted rappin' music

And entirety will always be the launching pad

I ain't afraid to express

The way I feel through different genres

I don't know what's coming next

But what I know is all I see around me

All these exaggerated happy, go-lucky rappers and gimmicks

That they've acclimated

It's sort of like an anesthetic bust

To me, I'm numb enough to

Knock through every single punk I see

[Hook: Cryptic Wisdom]

Cause sometimes I feel like

I'm the only one of my kind

And I don't know anybody that can relate

It's like an aesthetic rush

I'm going under once again

But still aware of everything around today

I'm numb so numb

And I can't feel these other cats

I've gone numb so numb

And I can't feel these other cats

[Verse 2: GrewSum]

I feel numb like an anesthetic

And since my adolescent years

I've been different

But that's me so I can't regret it

Me and you can be different

You don't have to get it

You don't have to understand me or my rapping message

But for the outcast like me

It means a lot to see me pop in the game

And maybe reach the top

To hear some music they relate to

Through the speaker box

Is something they don't hear a lot

And that's why I don't need to stop

And I don't feel these cats

Who rap about possessions

They lucky I don't snap

And go and act on my aggression

If you ask me

We can send them back the same direction

That they came

Because all they raps is lame and misdirected

I'll never relate with you

And your large garage

Full of foreign cars and all these whorish broads

I'm trying to raise my fuckin' son against all the odds

And do it right so he don't end up

Like one of you foolish frauds

[Hook]

Cause sometimes I feel like

I'm the only one of my kind

And I don't know anybody that can relate

It's like an aesthetic rush

I'm going under once again

But still aware of everything around today

I'm numb so numb

And I can't feel these other cats

I've gone numb so numb

And I can't feel these other cats