Cast a Thought as i Pass the Pot in Which i Piss In
the Aftershock left ya Ass in Shock.. in Critical Condition
Sell ya soul for Riches, Incredibly Suspicious Set at Three Wishes
Genie Powers, Scheming for Hours on how to Deceive Our Minds
Dream of Times when i Would See Hard Times n put it All Behind Me
Falling Slightly, a Polished Psyche, Demolished Like Construction Sites Be
Hope is Feeling like a Broken Ceiling, no Structure or Support
Such a Sad Report when i can't even Muster a Glad Remark
Tables Turn..Which Made it Worse, Engaged N' Searched..
for a Way ta' Learn, how ta Take tha' Curse of the Weight of Earth
Incase it Curved, and Strained my Nervous System..
Rage it Burst, n' Explained in Words how ta Further Wisdom