Lyrics:

I know, you don't want me to write, you never
Wanted me to stand on stage behind of the mic, and spit
Another freestyle, afraid of the light, afraid of
The might I might maintain, but it's like, I'm sane
Ain't the only one to go through the pain in life
Dreams big, but I'm lost in the ways of like
Thirteen minutes I change the mind I'm in
Check one two, DEDKNGZ come through
And we eliminate unless I fall, in the
Bitterest hallways when the trumpets call, say
He was destined for greatness I know his actions were
Changing but we all prayed that he make it through all the demons and
Angels and on the road that was taken, it's either do or die
So he tried to remain calm and sanctified
And I'm a coward I cower behind the pen and pad
Under my hood so you never see me I'm always last...

I don't even see the point of it all, I just
Aula-mla-mhla-mhla-la
I don't even see the point of it all, I just
Aula-mla-mhla-mhla-la
I don't even see the point of it all, I just
Aula-mla-mhla-mhla-la
I don't even see the point of it all, I just
Aula-mla-mhla-mhla-la

Look at my palm, and read what you want, I'm
Sitting alone, thinking 'bout the road to the throne, like
Will she notice me if I got gold, or
Would you love me if I sold my soul, do
I gotta fuck bitches in all my songs, and write a-
Bout the same shit inside of all my poems, like
Hello, hello I'm a Mr. Me Too, too
Oh, wait, really, you? Nice, me too, too
So now I reconsider getting involved, with hip-
Hop, I never needed but I fell too in love, and you se-
Duced me to the point I am ready to give it all, the
Fall is always worse, I call God it hurts to
Realize the worst is all yet to come, the more I
Try to fight it the more I begin to run, begin
To run, begin to run...


One more line before I shine, a light
On all the little things you do not find, when I
Speak to you in person cuz it's too not right, we do not
Like it, so I choose unrighteousness
I'm liking this, it's nights like this, where I
Stand behind the mic and start to write some shit that goes so
Deep into my soul I feel a need to spit all of the
Demons out, it gets so crowded down there and it's
Loud it's loud and so I scream and shout it, it's a
Seed to plow, and it's a need to bow, but you for-
Got just how to talk to God yourself, and now it's
On to the next lost soul to sell, another
Hole to dwell, another show to tell, another
Reason to believe that it's a road to hell, but I'm a
Rose in your left palm
Hold it until it's gone...