Produced by NY Bangers
Writing, and Vocal Engineering by Celestial


(LYRICS)

VERSE 1
I’m feelin' so lonely, like I’m choke-holding myself,
As I’m lookin' in the mirror like ya' don’t know me,
I’m so bummy, got no money, my nose running,
As the coke drip while I fall like I’m pole-jumping,
Never had no hoes on me, I was always nerdy homie,
'Til they realized I had the skills, and I’d be earnin' homie 
later in my life, Darth Vader in disguise,
I’m the greatest fuckin' evil mother hate’s me when I rhyme,
I’m disgraceful and I find, if I try to play rewind,
You will find me staged in fright, while my mother’s stating "die",
Man, this cultural boundary, a vulture jumped outta me,
Devoured up my soul while I’m holdin' onto lotta things
Like anger, emotion is a danger,
So I have replaced her, with lines that I’ve written on the paper,
Must be a crusader I don’t believe in my maker,
Skyscraper’s fall upon us, our shouting you hear for acres//

CHORUS

VERSE 2
My dad’s workin his back burnin' an immigrant,
I’m listenin' to problems that they have, and I just feel like shit,
Nuttin' I could do, I’m trapped inside this motherfuckin' zoo,
I wanna bang my head and uppercut the roof,
Man at night I can’t sleep even, cuz I keep thinkin',
If my Dad is overworked, and has a heart-attack while he's sleepin',
We livin' check to check, nah not even check to check,
Cuz that would mean we paid our fuckin' bills but we are still in debt,
I tilt my kneck, slowly, feel my pen blowing,
Emotions that are coastin inside a me start growing,
A dark posing, sensation, my head’s achin',
Like a large pulsing menstruation the debts breakin',
Right through to my families reality and then satan
Is left waitin' and just adjacent to my mother’s patience,
Sundered faces from my parent’s got me fuckin' anxious,
So I’m undulatin' to the top cuz I gotta make it//

CHORUS

VERSE 3
I feel the energy,
Demonic whispering's rockin into me
Sayin' you must make iconic history,
I have chronologic epiphanies, saying shit you speak,
Astronomic in size like comets that’s collisioning,
Probably the kid in me,
Feelin like I’m lost inside the biggest sea drownin' while they poundin' and'' they hittin' me,
Psychological mystery, random thoughts like entropy,
Tormented in the soul its anatomical misery,
My life as a genius, off axis with symmetry,
Melodic penciling, but anomaly in the symphony, 
Cacophonies, swallow me whole inside this infinite,
I’m questioning my dream with no economic consistency,
So let me be, brain is a philosophical ministry
With tendencies to break-down like catabolic diminishing,
It’s sad but often, catastrophic, master logic
As I’m watchin' lotsa problems have a lodgin' in my damn subconscious//

Pain

Isolation is a moody and atmospheric song with an energetic hook. Icy vocals and melodic rapping mesh well with the dark theme of the production, making it perfect to play in any situation.

Vocals- ABRZY
Produced by- Young Taylor
Recorded, Written, Mixed by- ABRZY

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