Intro

Sometime i feel like caught up inside a circle with a cloud of doubts

Everytime i try to walk up its seem black out and the proud keep fallin down

That makin me to self loathing my reflection and i wonder how

To figure it out

Verse 1

I never got the feelin to be healing

Wake up in the morning , thinkin pain is swellin

Every other freakin thaught, vile and odd ,makin me awfully fearing

Yeaaah everyday i wake in nightmare ,and i hear

In everywhere , affair with an evil its not fair its i hear in all air

I think m loosin my mindstake

Everyday m lookin for the hope but heartbrake

M gonna skate with that and spate that i hate cus its all fate

People who ever did offend me ,crush ya like pill in my hand

And to the fair weather friend m offhand ,cuz ya like a dead plant

In my hand

Now imma attackin anybody hapenin

In my way , imma mappin out em' in a offstage

Beat em' up then hoppin with em in a freeway

Causin mayem ,backdays was like a stressed days

Gettin myself off of the cage , its makin me dead weight

I was surrouded by the visious circle ,nothin i coud say its today

Yeasterday is over and my mind say

Keep walkin in a line like a jet array

Some stone come arround and stumblin the way

Chorus

God m loosin sanity ,this is my reality

Walkin on the ground lossin gravity ,its a tragedy

Verse 2nd

Off the cuff to the verse m starrk raving

And loosin my mind can't even write a decent rhyme

Plus i remind the nickel and dime like m havin a bad time

That come back everytime

This is all about me and i hate it though

What kinda sophistry m having in row

They backstabbin ,in the cabin , they nappin and crappin

Make me laughin though

Dropin and droppin every lyrcs ayo

Hopin on the beat , make it flow

Like a rowdy ,superman this is vivk and here i go ---

Take it off critics sissy joke ,with the music m overdose

Back to the lab when i grab the mic ,it was chaotic plus there was gettin choked

Imma practically stagnant as monks but when it comes to my proud

Then imma come around like a black cloud and rain shroud and kick the doubt

And to the unfasionable backstabber imma fashionable rap turd

Lovable like cannibal to ya fuggin fags and anibal

Imma mysticly kick the ballistic and my justice is critics cannibiltic

Its not simple static when i blow gasket ,a drastic

Chorus

God m loosin sanity ,this is my reality

Walkin on the ground lossin gravity ,its a tragedy

Outro

We keep descend in often time

But you bettter paint the fact in the mind to not ever let up

Get up and strut in your way and kick the every bullshit that come across ur way

To keep walkin in a line