Define Immobility - Intellectual

Immobility's the curse, even if its momentary

I'm the dead bird in your cage surrounded by fairies

The cat's tryna eat me, the dog wants the cat

It wasn't always like that one time I had the gat

Words soo abusive, my chirping was astounding

But now i'm tryna make it back to life to rhyme proudly

This rut's pretty deep but i'm far from rock bottom

That's what's got me in a daze i can't seem to find the problem

I'm past stressed, i'm bordering on insanity

Everytime i open up i seem to add clarity

It's got me pretty worried happiness is too elusive

And when i say it's coming i start to feel stupid

My main questions what's next

Sitting here tryna be best past present take a guess

That my passions for the rapping but at times i think misery

I'm aiming for escape, so i taught myself wizardy

My brain's merlin, my feelings darwin

Survival of the fittest wins, so i'm resting in a coffin

Somewhere out in holland or japan with the panda's

Or i'll shoot to the top and drink coco with santa

Roodolf hold me down michael pass the crown

While bonnie and clyde start to conquer every town

And tony montana keep selling grams of coke

Dictate their lives with these scribbles i wrote

What's the problem? Why you sad?

Sitting in a corner won't help you over that

Tears won't help either cuz your face ain't on fire

Just put your hands together and thank God, your sire

What you mean? I can't go against myself

Fxck what you thinking I left mine on the shelf

I leave em all saved cuz my face is far from crying

And God ain't helping me, not even if I'm dying

Messiah this, messiah that, i've been shot, where's he at

Somewhere in the back with Mary, Joseph tryna rap

Well I'm the king and he's the savior who wins the one who lives

I'm alive he's been buried, I've been shot he's been hurried to the cross

Well he won he made history crucified for bigotry

If i lose fans i don't care, and if you understood just stare

Without a care i understand this full perception

The good the bad the evil malice envy full spectrum

Its not a blessing but a curse, i'll trade it for a hurse

My competition's sprouting maggots for thinking lifes granted damn it

At times it feels clear, but really what's my purpose

To state my disagreements and make everyone nervous

Or influence lives till the world's straight wordless

Lack of speech, a mute man wearing a muzzle

A dead person claiming he's befuddled

Lets huddle in a group and explain why i feel motionless

My world feels steady i could walk on water

And gamble with my life russian roulete

I toss my quarter fingers crossed i'm not a martyr, this is sparta

I'm coming strong spitting 4 million

I hit the gym to stay electric vermillion

Incomprehensible, baffling, satanic

Comments from the weak, they should just trip on my acid