[Verse 1: Thetic]

Feel my pain

Feel my pain, here we go

A superior character lookin' for his part

Clueless

But also left in the dark

What are we to be somethin' our parents or are we gonna chose our path to walk

At a young age I learned life was to be a bitch so I decided to flip up the switch and live a positive, enriched life

Quit being depressed and picked up the mic

Also known as the savior of my life

It helped me find the light

My skills I applied while my little brother had the bangin' beats to supply

Livin' in a world where we fry or we fly

"Jimmy it's impossible why do you even try?"

Dreams can be reality thats something you deny

Sting turns blue whenever fakes are nearby if you didn't catch the reference you blind to Soromon's Eye

Liquid swords are swung

Another emcee dismembered, lyric inventor with somewhat of a temper

His mind you have entered and you can never leave

Not until his dream is finally achieved

You call me the priest I stay droppin' scripture's, lyrics like a virus they'll spread and they'll get sicker

Do you get the bigger picture? Cause I ain't tryin' to appeal to a rappers life

No sir, only I

[Verse 2: Thetic]

Pen to the paper motion causing an erosion spilling out emotions till the world turns frozen

This is my devotion

Do you get my notions?

I don't give a fuck you softer than some hand lotion

When my mouth is open, and these words are spoken, just know that the beast has been awoken

He's tired of the blind, wants the best for mankind

World redefined by the words we combine no

Long we divide instead we unify

Oh I suck at rappin? Ha, lets see you try

Countless hours in the lab

All the tedious setbacks, thinking about ideas for tracks with all the flows to match

Designing cover art, we composing like a Mozart yet you'll have the fuckin' never to tear us apart on this journey we embark while you let the beast mark

Now your name is code:

"Execute Order 66"

Exposing their tricks on Jake's acoustics

This my therapeutic, it helps me calm the nerves

Pen, pad, some kush, and a wavey beat to curve

Totally immersed when I'm writing up a verse because I disturbed when I observe the Earth

Man, shout out, shout out my little brotha. Shout out my family. Shout out MC Sincere. Shout out my brothas, all my brotha's out there cause without you guys, without the support, none of this would've been possible. It's all love to every single one of you guys, even if you hate me I don't give a mother fuck. Just respect my music. Thetic's Ballad, First Amendment