Again written, performed, produced, mixed and mastered by yours truly.

enjoy.

LOST

R.I.P. MY EGO {prod. artem mutny}

I also made this beat.

Lyrics:
Demons, i hear em next to me.
Chillin on some LSD.
I, thought i defeated you,
and left you dead like you were meant to be.
You aint got no balls. vasectomy.
Plus you're mad lazy, uhm, text to speech.
Bitch i am the deputy, this is my destiny,
but i don't correct any, i just suggest to the.
And i can't ever sleep, but i forever dream,
And i can't ever eat, but still i'm clever, see?
Whatever the weather be, you can not measure my chi.
Feel the pressure, times three.
Mesmerized, like you're playin hide n' seek.
yuh, ay.
But still i'm goin through depression,
Fatal as a smith & wesson.
Askin painful questions, about fable lessons, so,
Count your blessins, hoe,
I just wanna let you know, I'm finna explode.
I've been insane since the get-go.
I thought i told you, i'm the next goat,
Eyes with the red glow. FUCK. 

(Chorus)
And i ain't got no friends, but at least know myself,
Nothing matters in the end, there is just no way to help. 
Trying to ascend, but we're already in Hell. x2

My time, i invest it.
If you know what you want, you should manifest it,
This shits perplexin, how i'm never feelin rested.
Like, i ain't comin back until my craft is perfected.
Under the radar, you can't detect it. 
Astral projectin, do not ask about my methods,
Miraculous my necklace, when i'm active, i am reckless.
I just had to get some rest, shit.
In life, i kinda had to go my own direction.
I never gave in to objection.
I use my gut instinct, and call it natural selection.
Because life is just perception,
It's never what the fuck you expectin'.
This shit is really hectic, i don't get it.
Staring in the mirror, all i see is regret
I swear it gets clearer, the more i reflect.
Get over your fears or, that'll be your death kid. 

(Chorus)
And i ain't got no friends, but at least know myself,
Nothing matters in the end, there is just no way to help.
Trying to ascend, but we're already in Hell. x2

I'ma do this everyday, 
until i'm fuckin good at it.
This shit is all think about,
like a fuckin food addict.
And when i'm committin crimes,
I dont fuck with an accomplice.
'Cause i aint tryna worry about who ratted.
Money's missin, motherfucker you bagged it.
Fuck that "where's it at?" shit.
If it don't come UP, you's gonna catch a hatchet,
Where ya hat sit. 
And then you in a casket, like that's it.
Yeah bitch, i'ma bad kid. --
You summonin a demon when you fuckin with me, son.
I got a dozen reasons, and you can't even see one.
The end ain't really near, this has just begun,
And the end, i dont fear, because i just re-run.
Ima build this shit like minecraft,
Slayin these zombies, i'ma fight back. 
Bitch im on the right path.
Im never throwin the white flag.
And lookin at yo pie graph, i might laugh.
'Cause you're kinda slow, uhm, slight lag..

(Chorus) 
And i ain't got no friends, but at least know myself,
Nothing matters in the end, there is just no way to help.
Trying to ascend, but we're already in Hell. x2 (downspin on 2nd)

Nothing Matters In The End {prod. Julian Joseph}

Another beat of mine. 
Lyrics: 
(verse 1)
With depression in my mind,
I'm feelin' restless all the time.
Actin like i'm mothafuckin' fine, when i'm not.
How am i supposed to smile, when my idol got shot?
and when i die, ima rot.
This shit is sad, and my mind is all i got,
Strugglin to find an identity, 
I think my enemies are mimes, tryna mimic me, 
and mirror me like symmetry.
This world is wicked, and growin' up in it made me demented,
people seem to think i'm schizophrenic,
but i'm not. I'm gifted. 
With an ability. Vision past the bigotry.
Either that, or, i imagine shit vividly,
'cause everybody else seems to see shit differently,
but me? 
I just DON'T wanna do shit typically,
instantly, i'll leave you in your misery like tiffany.
and i been workin for weeks on these, fuckin wicked beats,
so fuck this anxiety, that's got my legs shakin,
fuck society, that shits just breakin.

(Chorus)
Livin' in hell, all i wanna do is yell,
i got way too many idols that fell to some spell.

(Verse 2)
I feel like i'm wastin' away my damn life.
Chillin' in my room thinkin',
am i truly doomed?
I think so, and i don't understand why,
Dealin' with depression, that would make a grown man cry.
Like what the fucks the point, when any day we can die?
fuck it though.
we all kill ourselves anyway, and you just stand by.
like fuck my soul, you can have mine.
i do this shit with like, half of my time,
so divine, when i rhyme, with nothin' but, 
climbin' on my mind, while i'm writin' all these lines,
thrivin', somehow still survivin',
'cause i'm tryin' to be buyin' all them diamonds.
not for me though.
i do this shit for the kids that are always cryin', 
and havin' a problem findin', a reason to be smilin'.
I'm tryna tell em fuck that shit.
The key is in your mind, if you just dive in.
I swear that you'll find it. 
Keep your feet upon the ground, 
and you'll probably end up flyin'.
I ain't lyin'.

Living In Hell {prod. Julian Joseph}

Another beat of mine and some more bars. 
Lyrics:
sometimes i stay awake too long, and then i start seein shit.
and usually i play along, and act like it ain't meanin' shit. 
But most of you are you pawns and, i am beyond the kings and shit. 
im up until it's dawn, and then im sleepin on my sheets bitch.
just to lay these vocals, you don't know what i gotta go through.	
increasing all these totals, i gotta be feelin hopeful. 	
i focus on my dream of goin global,				
never givin time to social, because fuck stayin local.  	
im slayin all these old dudes, just so i can mold you.		
and then say i told you so, in my fuckin vocal booth.	
and i hope you know that i hold the truth, but i sold the proof.
and im way too bold, thats why i was sayin no to school. 
i aint got no hope for you fools, i just boast when you lose.			
and i honestly hope, that you choke on some food.			
you're lookin kinda feeble, like the soul of your shoes.
and im so fuckin evil, i'ma blow up the moon.	

verse 2:
sittin alone as i write this, and i might just be high.
im following my joy, 'cause that's the finest of guides.
and my life i don't enjoy, but at least I try.
still i carry with myself with pride, but i'm dead inide.
livin in a dark forest, you all, are foolish.
and you're probably wonderin, how i'm calm as i do this.
'cause its all an illusion, and you're clueless,
it's all to make us useless, and it's stupid.	
damn.
i used to be smokin roaches, but now im smokin on that wax,
i used to be be feelin hopeless, but now im flowin all these facts,
and i am real explosive, so i'm just hopin that you attack.
and i am an open book, so i ain't closin it like that, no. 	
i got some demons in my soul, you know? 		
and they even take control, like woah.			
but even when i'm low, i grow.		
and even though i'm cold, i flow.

I'm So Evil {prod. Julian Joseph}

i produce, write, mix and master it all myself, stop sleeping pls.

Rituals {prod. Julian Joseph}

don't worry.

Lyrics:
(Verse 1; Rigged)
it's like, why even try if it's rigged from the start?
i'd give you my mind but you'd pick it apart.
and this is just the start, of me flippin' my cards.
bitch, within is a star, 'cause i got infinite bars.
all these people sleepin' on me, that's a lot of mattresses.
livin' in this madness, it's the saddest shit.
now i'm burnin' down ya palace, let the canvas rip.
makin' instrumentals, i make it look really simple.
and i've got a mental, that you couldn't resemble.
and it's essential, like the magic in my pencil.
one man's trash is another man's gold.
that is just the story that's told.
yeah, the facts are cold, 
that's why half would fold.
fuck. 

it's like really.
what are we doin'? 
what are we supposed to be doin'? 
i don't know.
do you?
fuck.

(Verse 2; What's The Purpose)
i fuckin' hate life, i wanna slit my wrists.
in a straight line till i'm finished, bitch.
like this is it, i hope you witness it.
and watch me diminish, like, quick as shit.
yeah, that's just how i fuckin' feel now.
i'ma keep it real, like wow.
i wanna die right now, that is why i described how.
and oh yeah, fuck a time-out.
(do you ever wonder like "whats the purpose?"
i've been feelin' under like, fuck the surface.
i cant stop thinkin' about how fucked this earth is.) 2x 
i do this shit like resident evil.
i play with elements, because i need to.
i think its evident, that i'll beat you.
that i'll eat you, and that i see through,
all of the bullshit that He drew,
so i've gotta leave soon.
because this is Hell, and there is no way out.
but oh well, everyday i shout.
in this microphone but, what the fuck about?
i don't got clout, but bitch i got doubts.
that i'm ever gonna sprout, in this drought.
that i'm ever gonna sprout, in this drought shit.

Rigged/What's The Purpose

Rigged/What's The Purpose? {prod. Julian Joseph}

The first studio-quality project, written, produced, mixed and mastered by yours truly.

PORTALS

What There Is/Outro

soulsand?

4:20AM

You Shouldn't Be Here!

Perception

The Portal/Intro

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