PLOT 4ria

If I dial it back
Will I just die in denial?
Or rap about my dire needs
Violent as facts
Potent as ricin in vials compact
Supplied to combat
New daily spirals attached to survival
And that brand new cycle will last
At least my lifetime
I’d reach for a lifeline
But that shit feels like it’s defeat
I do not like your deceit
That may ignite all the times
That I speak of my truth
I abused, I withdrew
Ive been through all the blues
Here’s a clue to get through you
Bitch, fuck who you choose to decide to confide in
And live as one glued to
I don’t think I еver knew you
I don’t think I evеr want to
At this point, I wish to just fucking taunt you
With this joint, I wish to just fucking haunt you
When I am ghost, I’ll look gaunt too
Calm to the touch
I’ve withdrawn from such awful emotion
That cost me devotion
Often just chosen these verses
Hand woven, they’re open
I’m hoping that coping with notions will hold up my motive
Loathing despite rants with hype and excitement
Might land new heights cause I’m nice man
Alright man
Strike them with spite
Until I break the mic stand