Ravage

prod. by; Blair Lyrics; Maybe, I'm just thinking something that'll never happen Take me for a fool and then you'll see what I'm packing Lately, had to utilize more but the purpose still is lacking Save me from the crypt I've settled in to hide from all the madness Crazy, but I never thought about my actions or thought anything fucking mattered Myself I continue to batter, my hopes have always been shattered and the reasoning is my own I can only blame the pattern, so step out of the way unless you want another hour I'd rather be home smoking on the sour, but there's too many vultures tryna devour What's left of me, nothing but a corpse, still enough to scorch you with the torch Yeah I know what you've seen isn't really much compared to all I knew growing up you'd be passing out before I remove your guts Baby I'd be better off above, if I wasn't here I could cease to be fuss Back to the garage she's in need of another cut, I could keep it up but I don't really give a fuck Say it again, I don't really give a fuck Only thing on my mind is how I'm stuck in front of you and I want to move along I'm not here to prove you wrong, so keep saying shit like you know what's going on Find the time to articulate, maybe I will take you serious, pay no mind to the ones who scream and act delirious When they wanna make a point without a theory it's silly when someone wants to be so fucking right Funny when they get scared when I come into the light If I can't teach 'em a thing or two I'ma have to bring out the stinger to teach a different perspective Of how I'm not reflective of how I've been countless times turning to a pathogen still running out of oxygen Can't keep up with these people who keep talking only nonsense Maybe from a lack of education, or it must come from a deeper dedication Each day I'm provided with a demonstration of how these issues stem from a persons expectations Usually also fueled by motivation set upon by countless generations Stupid shit to find yourself making all these statements Now I'm still just waiting, the goals keep on fading and I'm hating every choice I keep on making, breaking every chance of changing Laying down I can't wake up and don't know what I'm saying Probably blazing, if I'm not playing, actually an anomaly, everything you wouldn't wanna be Practically a curse, waiting to burst but I gotta rip a bong first, can't go outside without smoking down the herb Teeth latched onto the curb when I hear you speaking words, know you like to brag about the shit you don't deserve So don't say shit to me the surface ain't compared to my reserves Not a lot to say, it mostly comes in slurs, not a lot I see, mostly it is blurred Lost a lot like my mind also my time, let alone my fucking life Gave it all away for a feeling, didn't see the hallway sealing Shut up to the voices that like to shout, what's left but the agony and doubt Leaving it up to you to figure out, I'm merely here to be someone that you barley see There isn't much more to me then what's causing me to be Love it when I cease to breath, hoping that I fucking choke Cremate me with my bong lift my soul with the smoke, light it up and watch me go What have you gotten yourself into? I guess you went down the wrong road, wrong house to ask for gas No way back, you must be hooked and dragged to the basement because my butcher needs a new mask