I emerged from shadows and battled through the earth.
Let it burn, results are the ashes I observe.
A murmur, from voices inside my mind concur,
There is no end, the cycles recycle even worse.

The sun intends to tarnish and bleach my blackened shirt. 
No return for sanity, Nothing left to earn.
No concern, no mercy, my reach cannot deter.
Does it hurt when options dissolve into the dirt.

Ridin in that heavy metal four door.
I see you runnin all out of time and can't afford more.
Pour, pourin up every drop, until I hit the floor.
I got my butterfly on my hip, guess what it's there for.

You, you, you, you, this is all for...
You, you, you, you, bitch it's all for...

Observe (Prod. GHOST)

OmenXIII