[Verse 1]

I wake up the next day a victor

Yeah, the war's over

But I look around and see the world on fire

All because I called out one liar

I've won now, I know I can retire

But I don't know if I should give up on being a rapper

Wasn't this my dream?

Or should I keep it short and sweet?

Should I end it on a high note with this LP?

Or should I continue to be?

Should I continue to kill beats?

Or should I extinguish the heat?

Do I think I could come back and improve it?

Or will this shadow linger with me never being able to outdo it?

Is this album my Endgame?

Or will I never be the same?

I burnt this battlefield like Notre Dame

Flames all around, sky lit up like it's dawn

Or maybe that's the LSD that I'm on

Just kidding, I ain't addicted like the Hans

Bombs dropped like that summer in France

Flowers were bought, placed on graves en masse

But none will place poppies on my headstone

Because by the time's engraved, everyone will have let go

Which gives me more incentive to end it all

It lets me loosen my grip, and not catch my fall

Ends my cells, my words, my raps, my life, and it all

I just hope I'm not found by Logan Paul

Why Don't We make one phone call

I might even leave a suicide note

I would like to go out wordless though

Well, let's dial up like Davey C at the Alamo

[Interlude]

*phone rings*

911, what's your emergency?

I just slit my wrists, help me!

Where are you, sir?

I just killed my shrink, help me!

Are you on 38 Blaine Road?

Wait, I wanna die, don't help me!

We have a disaster team headed your way

Think positively, think positively

[Verse 2]

This negativity you should stray away from

Remember your shrink's last words, "Don't forget where you came from,"

But when I look down at my hands, I see a guilty, bloody mess

Is it his blood or mine? I don't even know

All is I know is if I'm dying, then it's really slow

I can feel the adrenaline as I watch the ooze flow

Through cuts in my skin, through the cuts in my wrist

It all feels the same at this point

Did I hit a nerve? 'Cause I lost control of this joint

I grab the knife and take a stab at it

Literally, and then I twist and dislodge it a bit

I find that between two bones, it's a perfect fit

Maybe my hand was made for that slit

Maybe I could find another spot like a pupil

Just as I ready the blade, I come to my senses

I'm Cyler, I was built to to rap for the mass audience

I wasn't born, I was willed into existence

Rayyan is a grade 9 student, I'm a spawn of Satan's

It ain't my time yet, because fate wills

Me to make kills, sacrifices so I can pay the bills

I have been sent to seed discord amongst you puny humans

Just wait until you find out Eminem crash-landed on Earth with Newton

It'll be like 1857 India in a state of mutiny

I can feel myself bleeding

The pain is fleeting, but it's feeding my soul

Now that I'm closer to death, I feel more alive than ever before

I could just lay here and die alone

In a pool of my blood, I feel comfortable

There's a voice somewhere, shut her up

Oh shit, it's the services come to take me away

Now I'll never see the light of day

Their carrying me away

No, I fell into my thoughts again

I'm Cyler, I'm a fucking king

I'm not one to fall for suicidal shit

I wasn't send down for this

I wasn't sent to stab my shrink

I was sent to grab a beat and go for the kill

This is not a fucking drill

I'm gonna roll up out of here like Jill

I'm gonna be a billionaire like Bill

I'm gonna grow a pair and open the gates

I'm gonna jump out the window, let everything go, meet my fate

No! I'm falling for this shit again

I'm Cyler, I'm a fucking king

I'm not one to fall for suicidal shit

To grow a pair, I should close the gates

Deep inside, I know this ain't my fate

Don't be snide, you know you can't hate

The fact that your mind thinks this way

Don't you wanna see the light of day?

The beats are what you slay

But people are not things

Then why is there a man with a hole in his chest on the floor?

Why are there police officers bursting through the door?

Why is it that I'm being ignored?

I look out the window as I did before

And I see a crowd of more

People than what came on my tour

They disperse and I see myself in a pool of gore

I didn't fall into more thoughts

I fell from the window of that block

Now I'm imprinted into the sidewalk