Material Medium (Intro)

By Zotiyac

On Arcane (SSRI)

Released on March 19, 2016

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[Verse]

In the hopeless battle with mindlessly minds

I close my eyes

I thought I could blunder disguise my own pain by picturing pride and just overshadow my shiner

Just cope I grab at a nine

Can these hoes get that off my mind

See the pope in chapel is fine but 'til Christ I'm crossing the line

His crews will fix the design

I spread cancer throughout the campus

When campuses can't define me they illustrate my detachment

Disconnected from feelings and private

This shit is madness

I can't imagine relaxing

Right now I feel like I'm slacking

Ain't even half of my potential 'cause I can't think of the words

I'm not trying to be influential

See it's essential that I make the perfect use of this pencil and push aside every pimple

These obstacles I assemble

They semble bumps in the road 'cause I face the street with a cold stare

I'm mounting knees and a thousand feet in the froze air

Out my mouth I'm breathing I found a reason to go there

The pounding beat and the sound of screaming I'm outta reach, but I'm planning to drown the demons with liquor and pounds of treason

It seems like just now I'm thinking I'm probably down for leaving

Been sleeping eternity, yet they turn to see how I'm dreaming

I never go out on weekends

I couldn't amount the meaning and when I'm outside my house I pout

I'm down in evening

Despair a wolf with a bare look and a talent teaching

Well who I'm fooling in school can't even pronounce achievements

Yet I plead to be counted even, but I need to be bound and beaten

Think you need to be downed in treatment and with this rap I'm decent

My skin color rate why I'm pledging a black allegiance

That means the stuck in the stillness of thought

Can't find my way in the light, but in dark I never get lost

Immune to mist I just cough

Sickening sit and talk

A psychiatrist is too soft

It takes God himself just to get me help

I hardly pray on the hardest days when it hits me well

If you couldn't tell I'm a fearless fuck up whose never failed


[Chorus]

I got a hit list

One for niggas, one for bitches

And only real niggas get this

All I want for Christmas

More space in these ditches

Ain't no playing for forgetting this nigga

Nigga

Nigga I got a hit list

One for niggas one for bitches

And only real niggas get this

All I want for Christmas

More space in these ditches

Ain't no playing for forgetting this nigga

Nigga

Nigga