[Verse 1: soap.]
Pop out constraints like I'm made of C4
I'm undebatably a fuckin' freak show
I walked away from they Inflated egos
Watch 'em turn to rubble in a nutshell, I been known
Hate to bring the pressure bitch you never keep up
And even at your best you bitches bend and freeze up
Extra special message for whoever needs one
I could end whoever no regret to feel
I'm fucked up
Member do or die like it's last night
Half life, do we have time to react right?
Fasten my attention to the matters of the second
Never grasped the fifth dimension till it shattered on my skull
Trepidation anxious, blank pages impatience
Shapeshifted the shame dissipation
Ain't fixing the past but my pace been abrasive the waste change into gold

Where I stand in between me and you
They'd have to take half to see me through
Way past what they been doing
Lame interpretations while I'm burning up the pages
Not concerned discerning hatred from irrational blame
Next to why I'm aching It's all laughable ain't it
I took the crash out and saved it, I took the bad out of anguish
And aftermath of the man I was is the man
I been chasing I made it back, bitch
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