A Track About Coming To Terms With The Person Within.
Verse 1:
With a steady footstep my path leads forward without a crisis...
Tha bright sky a pleasure to view as im livin by muh own devices...
Each person tha nicest as I stop to show my respect for tha earth...
Happiness surrounds me, im never expecting tha worst...
Not taking less than deserved I smile at all I manage to be...
Taking no notice of tha ignorance, drama or vanity's greed...
Who knows insanities seed could be planted in many a entity...
My life's experience shows that death isn't meant to be...
Pain & love wrestle me but still I never hear 1, 2, 3 "PIN"...
I hold my weighted shoulders up and stare at those who are creepin...
Muh phone keeps beeping but I wont answer to a hidden number...
Paranoid that a storm might brew and in turn maybe bring its thunder...
Its tha weather im feeling under as I sense a rain drop on my flesh...
On top im tha best I can be as I try n deny im lost in this mess...
In frost I am set but that doesn't mean that my heart is cold...
Cos with tha pressure im under even a martyr would fold...
Verse 2:
A twist of tha mind leads me spiralling deeper into despair...
Theres no way I can face it, theres nothing I can do to get out of there...
Its like 360 degreez have turned but im still out by ninety...
Concentrating on disorder, I hear shouts, is it muh mowf?...it might be...
I was struck by lightning bacc on muh burfday in '81...
Tha troubled son, to quicc to jump...why couldn't I be tha patient one...
Muh mutha waited munf's but still couldn't provide me with a safety net...
To die I maybe next, but I feel like tha devil hasn't claimed me yet...
Take my soul, rescue my spirit from all this fuckin misery...
Its killing me...cant you see??...im losin all ability...
To function...to breath...my blood is clottin inside my swollen veins...
For death I know tha way, ive grown insane...now help me stroll away...
Take me to my lowly grave, let me be deceased, let me rest in peace...
Help me bless tha beast...ive got a test to reach. which aint best to keep...
Waitin for nada...seconds pass by as time attempts to languish...
Goddamnit im in anguish speakin anutha language from tha madness...
Verse 3:
I cant take this strife, I need to escape this life...
Give me tha right key tonight so I can retrace my mind...
Theres more than one way out but which door do I choose?...
Im sure ima lose...this insanity's already caused more than a bruise...
It saw me peruse my surroundings in a way of admiration...
Took away my patience and in turn slayed my meditations...
Ive had to pay for rumination In a way I never thought possible...
But inflation of misery over-rides whut I thought improbable...
My mental compass is broken, now ive nothing to lend me direction...
Anger gives me comforting guidance and pretends its affection...
My memorys perfection, I remember tha essence in question...
Life is like learning less than a lesson, but even less in detention...
Im guessing I should mention I feel more psychotic than ever...
Running thru muh town at night screaming "Innit" & "Bollox" for pleasure...
People be like "oh its KeeZy, Whatever" just get on with ya life...
But aint none of them idiots got a clue whats goin on in muh mind...
Hook:
My mind is split into two pieces instead of just tha one...
Dual personality like a Gemini both of me is gods favoured sons...
No way I can change this, ima remain tha insane kid...
Wearing 4 shoes and a 2 identity bracelets...