Even when bent

I'm not so certain about my feelings on being content

Human Nature killing the world it all makes sense

A mic that's quick to condense

But I still wanna jump the fence

Increase quality even further

Stress got me burning like incense

Intense flows commence, the lows I resent

I know that to be 100 percent satisfied

I got buckley's, I watch the old and grumpy, on the pension

Wishing when thеy was younger they'd made morе money

It's sunny but ya whine about the glare

Making stacks but ya complain about the the bus fare

I'm wondering when and where I'll feel total relaxation

Tossed and turned last night combined with masturbation

Sick of waiting, not relating to the rhymes ya kick

I used to be extremely skinny, till my gut got thick

All due to laziness and becoming unfit

Appearing clear till I examine that hidden zit

So my esteem sinks, and I feel the pits

I should a just left it alone

And entered the content zone

Not happy around crowds

But still not entirely comfortable all alone

At least not for two many days on end

So I phone a friend

You know I'm known to blend like army camouflage

The unsatisfied thoughts damage and leave scars

So are ya content with who you are ?

(Chorus X 4)

I wanna feel contempt, feel contempt

Looking to feel fulfilled and content

As I march along my path

I never seem entirely satisfied with a chain of events

In stress and worries I'm drenched

And I can't get rid of this overpowering stench

My fists clenched in frustration

I add a little too many lines now I've ruined my illustration

Ya should shut ya mouth

But ya blurted out the important information

Amongst the conversation

My dedication leaves me searching for more

And when I find it, my face will shine like a polished floor

Inactive time spent results in a bore

What ya in it for. To explore peoples thought patterns

Through transmitted messages.. labelled rappin

The worlds snappin under our pressure

Because we always wanna make shit bigger and better

But is it really that..ya best to seek the facts

Because were all headed up the wrong track

And the lack of ability to be in content will see us crash

With more impact than deep if it wasn't for those nightmares

I guess I could say I feel relaxed

Satisfied and content when asleep

(Chorus x 4)

They say build build build

When they killed killed killed

Drilled drilled drilled I'm far from being thrilled

About the way I came about, I wish they took a new route

When will we ever figure it out.. runnin our mouths

A self destructive society.. no doubt..

Before I'm out I want people to examine

And imagine there actions side effects

Make sure the garbos have recycled trash to collect

Forget regret but make sure you have none

The worlds will never be won

From the day humans invented the gun

Chaos begun and we head downhill

But my sounds will make it back up

We need to back up, as the world gets smacked up

We all act up, with the force of a mack truck

I'm a break through my walls

Answer the calls, refuse to stall, well that would be nice

And hopefully towards the end I'll be content with my life