(Darkmello)

You know I just want the strength

To find out who I wanna be

There's all these things in my memories

That remain unseen

It's time for me to come clean

My life is like a sequel to Halloween

All these haters tryna lower my self-esteem

When all they do is listen to the mainstream

While smoking methamphetamine

Also "Hand me that morphine"

Look at that jetstream, probably left by Starscream, maybe I'm just obscene

Need to construct a scheme

We've never even been on the same team

Or that's just how it seems

I won't take this to the extreme

Like one of those murder scenes

Stabbing you to smithereens

Promise I won't intervene

I need to dream another dream

I am a show and this is my theme

You tryna find me but I cannot be seen

Only part of my day, this is my routine

Dissin' me on raps, well, I am only seventeen

I'm basically a rap machine

Over you, I am supreme

I deem you unworthy

Upon you, I am lurking, I'm always working

And searching for answers

Here they are from highsinburg

With the mic which he will murder

Like it's the Purge

(highsinburg)

Too many people I know in these streets that get murdered for keeping a piece or a burner

I cannot go any further

The problems are worse

Wishing for magic like Turner

It's tragic, the static they all wanna murmur

The back of the truck with a hatchet, I'm coming to hurt her

I'm not a good learner 

Manic, I panic, she jump out her panties

But damn it, she planned it was Dancing Danny

But now up on me, I'm not doing too dandy

You acting to manly, I'm macho like Randy

You monkey around, I'm not no chimpanzee

I slide through in jammies, get cut with a Stanley

I'm handy like Manny

You still need a nanny

My granny said

Don't stop now

(Darkmello)

Quit screwin' me outta my life

Tryna kill me with a knife

I made a lot of sacrifices

Typically, I am the nicest

Sticking to my own devices

These dark days be like a crisis

All these thoughts are like a virus

But my body still seems lifeless

Got my beats on my Beats headphones

You're feeling weak? Here's your headstone

Let's talk man-to-man, give me a chance

Give me a nasty glance, wanna dance?

Got some plans?

Show your stance, please advance

Trading hands, we'll see who stands

We'll see if anyone finally understands

I know why you ask me questions

It's your natural selection

Your words are full of complexion

Sorry, got a bad connection

I have many objections

Especially for elections

Those were all of our reflections

I hope we left an impression