[Verse 1]

I don’t know why the sane went

Beingness faded the self

Blamelessness is alien

Living for God’s forgiveness

The guilt was thought to be a daze

A haze of remorse placed itself

In vision’s way

Deep blinding fog descended

At integral phase of aim

Dejection distresses nous to detachment

Hubs of anima reveal beautiful blood

Upon questing roots for younger yours truly

In figure and essence before Sid’s buzz

A boy doomed by Grim to loss so unruly

Betrayal, sirens, abuse, and violence

[Chorus]

What is the path?

What is the point?

To die young or live in the joint

Smoking a joint loading hollow points

Running through these dark trenches

Pushing product for riches

Jumping over fences

Embedded into the senses

At this rate you’re bound to sink us (x3)

Zip your lips you washed up simp

Do you know what Hell will do?

Beam on the blicky

A bindi for you

Do you know what Hell will do?

Worst case for you is

Leading us to pull up and shoot

Bitches disloyal so they get no love (x2)

Shorts and socks full of them drugs (x2)

You flexing hard

Ego death

You need to stop before you lose your breath

[Verse 2]

Is that suppose to be a threat you has-been ass gangbanger?

You are food in the field

Don’t get it misconstrued

To this day pushing lines over a decade

With vivid direction

You move aimlessly with no real protection

Making a mess

You’ll be made into one, you keep on talking it

It’s all about money and checking these hoes

Love is a trap

You need a hug

It sounds like you hurt

Making all these excuses

Do you want death?

Not if you don’t

Maybe, you say?

Elaborate

Raise up your fists less

You snitch and you lame

Say no more you runt

Running fades my name

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Unforgiving streets will kill you in your sleep

Pill poppin’ had to stop still like to sip lean

Though you beat it, traces bide

For your bow all in due time

(No you won’t)

This will never die

Endless assault of terror

B’s flying out of the barrel

Like the chamber’s a hive

Pestilence in the sky

Niggas whack the ones whom they

Pledge their loyalty high on

Hoes are all the same tools

For pleasure and liquidity

Aiming towards the heart

Trapped her in its event horizon

Feelings only come when

Nuts getting stuck her cavities

You niggas don't wanna bat with me! (Sick)