I know it ain't right

My heart's bound to the right

So when I write my right hand channels the plight

In hindsight my sights blind to light invite the night

Inside my mind to clear up the time

With one hand on the gun

With one hand on the gun

The other hand on the pen

Now we really having some fun

Release the fireflies as a symbol for done

Put your money up on the chance you've already won

Queue the drums, design speech for each one

Restarts take quarters and im all out of em'

Ima get signed, easier said then done

So I sit making songs for those who want them

Never charge a penny cause a pennies not enough

My thoughts are worth millions so a pennies not enough

Sometimes the truth is just too much to handle

Even in pitch black they couldn't hold a candle

Understandable the way your mandibles sore

From chewing up the flesh of ancestors raw

Bet your bottom dollar im at rock bottom tomorrow

The illusion of sanity comforts your sorrow

Where vanity is the only reason for my cd

You can't prepare the feast if you ain't prepared for the heat

Why can't I escape the pitfalls

Caught between a rock and the drywall

Understand I am more than a man

A modern machine tryna cut away the strings

Why can't I escape the pitfalls

Caught between a rock and the drywall

Understand I am more than a man

A modern machine tryna cut away the strings

(tryna eat away the seams)

Release the fireflies throughout the drums

Restarting my speech as the beat begins to run

I'm signed now, so those pennies better come

But if they don't I'll make these songs just for the love