"Everything may be nothing, but nothing is perfection."

Ayo, this is Progress and this is my story

[Verse 1]

Straight from the Boxx, I'd like to tell a tale

From what seems to be the apex of my acts of avail

It's why I write, just seems to be the notion

For just going through the motions and avoiding all emotion

I started the rhymes so that I could touch a heart

Heartbreak was the story from what seemed to be the start

I hate looking back, nostalgia is a curse

Prepare to enter my past through a verse

My life was more than it ever was before

An event unpredicted would change forevermore

I suppose that it made for quite the exciting quote

I'll refrain from naming names and avoid an anecdote

I was confused for who I was, what I'd become

From all that oversaw, I refused to succumb

I wouldn't let 'em take me, I wouldn't let 'em break me

Walking through the flames but they won't incinerate me

I wanted people to feel everything that I wrote

I strove to be the greatest with every single note

He was my inspiration, knowledge was my concentration

And a sense of hurt seemed to be my consecration

So I wrote every night until my pencil fell asleep

I'd awaken in my dreams and compose another piece

They don't get what it means to be a true artist

Rapping all about bitches, hoes & Ferraris

Tell me you remember when the game started out

I seemed to have the premonition for what this was about

To tell about your life, where you live, how you grew up

About how you defeated the streets and fucking blew up

But no, I see the shit on TV

Rapper getting shot, could the next one be me

I don't want a beef with a guy who likes to scream

And rap about the club and some hoe who's 18

[Bridge]

So I have a little box in the corner of my shelf

Where I wrote and recorded my experience in Hell

Every single rhyme I spoke, every single line I smoked

Countless sheets of paper overrun with brushstrokes

They show the true me and who I strive to be

They show the true Pro, all my lies and my dreams

So I refuse to turn the latch for the fear of what's inside

When feeling's coincide and the powers will collide, that's why

[Hook: Sarah Jaffe]

I flee the scene like it was my last ride

You see right through, oh you had me pegged the first time

You can see the truth, but it's easier to justify

What's bad is good

And I hate to be the bad guy

I just hate to be the bad guy

(Follow me I ruh-uh-un, follow me I ruh-uh-un)

I just hate to be the bad guy

(Follow me I ruh-uh-un, follow me I ruh-uh-un)

[Verse 2]

And I appear to be the bad guy when I say that I erupt

Or they say that I'm corrupt when I appear to self-destruct

That's fucked up, I just need a little time

To vent my frustration and to truly speak my mind

I bet you think that I'm evil for all the shit that I spit

Because it won't be fun and games when the rhythm finally hits

That's a hint, you don't need to fuck with me

I'll eliminate your being infinitesimally

So here I am, sitting in this locker room

Writing lyrics to a song just for you to listen to

Scanning away at this hopeless, broken room

That can't be repaired with just some nails and some screws

It'll take a lot more to repair the soul of Pro

Venting thru a song many tales of woe

It's like I'm Poe, I seek to terrify

No, Socrates, I only wanna' clarify

What does it seem like every time I bust a rhyme

That there's another bullshit hater that wants to step in line

I'll make a bee-line from my fist to his nose

And use the blood as ink for the next rap I wrote

You can choke on a motherfucking dick for all I care

No shit it's no fair, choke dangling in midair

I'll tear your fucking stomach from the bowels of your chest

And use your heartstrings as thread to sew a fresh vest

Wanna' bet, I'm insane as you see

I'm just the bad guy, it's just the persona for me

This war won't be the clean, this next rhyme's obscene

I swear to fucking Jesus I'm the last thing you'll see

How's this for a verse, I'll chop off all you limbs

Use them as firewood and eat the rest for dinner

I can scarcely remember when I used to be sane

But then again, there's still a spot in the corner of my brain

[Bridge + Hook]

[Verse 3]

So I had to be the bad guy, who murders and lies

And is already scheming another plan to devise

So precise, down to the last second

Small than that, the smallest unit of measurement

Some days I dream of taking a car out in the rain

Turning off the lights and playing chicken with a train

But then I remember that I ain't using my brain

Fuck that shit, I'll take it swimming in this lake

"Look at what you've done

Look at all the pain that you've caused

Think about it

Think about how many lives are gone because of you

How about that, huh?

How many people got offended

How many people cried

Don't you see?

You'd have been better off if you'd never even been born

That's right

You could just die right now and I don't think anyone would care

What do you gotta' say to that?"

Pro, how could you do this, you had to much to live for

What about that girl and all you had to give for her

What about your parents who raised you to be great

What about your brother who would die without you, mate

What about the God who you promised your life to

What about your friends and the others that you've lied to

You're living in a lie, just face it, you know it

And you only had one, now look, you've gone and blown it

There too much not to show it, your hands covered in blood

Your fingerprints on the blade and your feet are tracking mud

You eyes are tearing up and your hair is falling out

One trigger-squeeze away from the lights going out

Come back to us man, we forgive you, we promise

No more messing up, we'll be completely honest

I could never go back to when I unleashed the shock

Do what you want with my ashes, but don't open the box

That was my story, bloodied up and gory

Down to the last ounce of lies that sat before me

For a fan that adores me, a family that ignores me

You won't even breathe without remembering my story

"Perfection is in the eye of those who live their lives for others."