So gone

Same outfit, same outcome, you're always wearing my patience

This ship is sinking simply cause we're of no relation

You've set the bar, set the tone, but failed my expectations

Constantly causing conflicts that create confrontations

Complaints combined with concocted lies combust the complications

Disconnected cause been disrespected on countless occassions

Mental murderer, I swear I've killed you a thousand times

Detailed descriptions depicted in my vivid book of rhymes

A book of blueprints revealing my cerebral life of crime

An oath of silence is practiced similar to that of mimes

Pill popping when swallowing the jagged pill of pride

Unsettling circumstances, seems like it's suicide

A prisoner to my castle, I feel I've been confined

Definitively deconstructive is how we've been defined

Crazy combination we're like oil and water or fire and ice

Opposites do attract but tend to be imprecise

(Hook)

I bet you wish you could turn back time so you could get me back

He may have all you want, but there's something that he lacks

Feeling so clueless, although you have all the facts

Now that I'm gone, I'm never coming back...

I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags,

I've packed my bags, I've packed my bags...yeah

(Verse 2)

Subconscious subdued by silly subliminals

Her leaving letters behind reminds me to use the urinals

Catching Flack for killing you softly seems criminal

Emotions long unattached, damage was minimal

Pitiful, childish tendencies kept you from maintaining

That which you seeked for so long, and hoped of one day obtaining

Hope your happy with the recognition you're currently gaining

Acknowledged your foolish ways, but you I'm never naming

Just for the hell of it, you would say you were celibate

So now I celebrate freedom, you should see all the hell I get

Say you're emotionally scarred feeling really delicate

Funny, emotions the missing link, you unaffectionate

Betting man, took a gamble, lost it all, 'cept for my sanity

Seems we were cursed from the start, vulgar profanity

Pushed my buttons, always questioned the man in me

Eating at my soul, consumed me whole, quite candidly

(Repeat Hook)

Me, Myself, I...WE

Me myself I got a revolutionary mind state

My actions mobilize the evolution of the primate

Society that we're trapped in that's encouraging the crime rate

Grandma's getting punched and robbed, fearful to stay out late

Close our eyes turn our backs on it, settled for the blind fate

Put our faith in the corrupted government, the same one you say "I hate"

Jobs are scarce, money too, lash out cause of what we going through

Hustling by any means, you tell me, what we gon' do?

Bodies falling in our streets, result of the robberies

Scratch and fight for all we can, face to face with poverty

The government ain't helping, the media makes a mockery

With all my financial struggles, still their hands are where my pockets be

Our leaders are all dead and gone, so we wander carelessly

Evicted from our homes, wonder who will care for me

Cost of living going up, can't seem to feed our family

But soft spoken tones hardens their hearts, so You and I now becomes WE

Warriors engaged in war kicking down every door

Open up your eyes and minds witness what we're fighting for

Equality and happiness, the two things we most require

Two things the top percentile didn't have to fight for to acquire

So raise your fist and stand with me, who says we're "preaching to the choir"

Don't be deceived by their deceit, we all know the devil's known to be a liar

Brainwashed

ficticious thoughts make you believe you're something that you're not

idolizing Superman thinking bullets bounce off you, til you get shot

thoughts embedded in our heads through the television

subliminal messages corrupts our childrens vision

no more inspiring the young to be lawyers and doctors

just be a sports player, a rapper, or a rocker

and in the hood they're distracted by "urban literature" shoved in their faces

designed to stereotype and make the conscious racist

and white america's brain washed told to idolize the minority

fooled into believing to glorify the ghetto story

our children trained to die while young by playing with toy guns

and when they get older it seems real bullets seem more fun

but who's to blame for the tragedy that befalls our youth

that's the question one should be asking, if you're seeking the truth.

Drugs

She claims I'm corrupted, but I know that she loves it

Perception of the public has her behaving like a puppet

Mask, she's in disguise, even contacts for her eyes

Appeals to the critics, unconsciously to no surprise

Character portrayal living a life ridden in betrayal

Success amounts to nothing, when in the end it's written that you'll fail

Back to the drawing board, sketching up a new scheme

Tricks of the trade, artist looking for a new theme

A new inspiration, a brand new vision

But still her self-esteem issues compromise her decisions

Lusting after men, idolizing all that seems to glitter

Unhappy and unsatisfied, still can't disguise the fact that she's bitter

Playing the part of a role, clearly losing all of control

No boundaries and no goals, sinking deeper into the hole

Lights grow dim, beginning from within

She thought we'd both lose, but in the end I alone win

Seize the moment

Time keeps ticking, tick tocking away

Memories passing me by, all of my days

Step back to see what I've accomplished

Fell short of my promise, I am astonished

Disgusted with the lack of enthusiasm, lack there of pride

Took my life for granted, feeling empty inside

Mentors have mental distaste for what I've become

Molded into a genius, but perceived to be dumb

Greatness in my grasp, still chose a different path

Ridiculed by my subconscious, which constantly laughs

Fallen from grace, viewed as a disgrace

Always in character; mask on my face

Man in the mirror says I'm better than you

To switch places with him, what I wouldn't do

Truth spoken in jest, a joker amongst peers

Appealing to the masses, while disguising my fears

Still I yearn to converse with an open book such as I

One as transparent as me, with no need to lie

Do you ever feel empty? Even cold at times?

Feel like you're down in the pits, with no desire to climb?

Satisfied with the outcome of the choices you've made?

Or scared to sleep at night, scared that your life may fade?

Educated to the degree you were destined to be?

Satisfied being paid hourly rather than salary?

Is this what your Parents, Grandparents, and Guardians expected?

Or were you hard headed, refused to learn, and help was neglected?

Will your children look up or down on past generations?

Are they destined to fail or have you set expectations?

Time moves fast, waits for no man

Plan for failure is the result of a failure to plan

Simply put...

I simplify my songs for you simpletons so you can simply see

The sacrifices for simplicity signify my sympathy

So complicated is the common consumer conscious

Caught up in the chaos and commotion, converting to nonsense

Seems I'm simultaneously sensible and yet cynical

Concentrated concepts claim casualties; condition's critical

Behold a being beyond barriers brainstorming out the box

Latch on and listen to lyrics that eleviate the locks

Breathing life into bodies battle tested and broken down

Done garnered recognition now I'm looking at gaining ground

Appalled at all the poor adolescents accomplishments unacknowledged

Corrupted by the crooked critics that keep 'em from going to college

Character Defined

Guess I'm a racist cuz I hate the black cloud hanging over me

They say you overcompensate & overthink, therefore you're overly

Under rated and underestimated, guess they don't understand it

Can't get over being under a microscope, but yet I'm still demanded

An overachiever with an underhanded demeanor

Climbed over to the other side, understood that their grass was greener

Pastures that surpassing the passion that I had for the path I chose

Honestly it'd be an honor if I wasn't the only one who knows

Sniffles from the nose, need a tissue so I can blow

Losing my composure with this music that I compose

My proposition is that my competition shouldn't oppose

The anger and the frustration that I impose

Get under my umbrella while we reign in champagne

Overindulging in this critical campaign

Sparking the mind of the people so I walk with a box of matches

Headphones attached to the youths while laying on a mattress

Unconventional and unique no one can match this

In a league all my own, so they calling me classless

Picture still ain't clear to them, they're in need of glasses

Timid student since childhood, so he never asks

For the roars of the applause although he leaves them in awe

Fundamental Young Intellect seemingly without flaw

Tongue lashing with the verbal yet lyrical onslaught

Superior vocabulary skills, untaught

Taunting the spectators who question my creator

Why speculate ghostwriting, question why I'm greater

Not illiterate but literally never been a fan of literature

Singled it out as insignificant, until I supplied My signature

My titanic penmanship seems to never sink

Pen and pad commands the conversation leaving me to think

Clear conscious creates the most complex of concepts

But I'm not a Character quickly taken out of context

To fit the demograph or rather the public perception

No dots or broken lines, untraceable therefore no connection