Interlude

I feel my psyche start to understand the winning now

The uncontending clown devised a scheme

To run his life without some love to pin it down

I'm what the pen is proud and bustin thru the limits loud

Adjust the view and understand the rush the music give is proud

I'm barely basing this music on anything besides me making excuses

In the face of the hate it's like I'm giving fate the exclusives

I don't pace or embrace invasive traits or chase gettin stupid

Im so baked from the shake I'm paperweighting tasting the trueness

Now in case we in tune it's

Been a lot about my probably and ain't shit

My want to be against the things that haunt the free and take shits