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insane

i dont have the answers

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Lilith

Everyone wants to make it...

In the truth of all hearts, EVERYONE wants to make it.

No matter how strong, how rich, weak, powerful, average, detached, or inconsequential.
There is no amount of delusion that humans can persuade those and themselves of a higher transcendence that all would want nothing at all. Plain and simple, no rocket science or major groundbreaking truth.

Fair.

The endless desire for the highest of what life can offer is always something that seems so luring, and yet only a certain few have actively devoted themselves to be higher than most. Although, we may see the highest of what life has to offer is prescribed to be fame, financial wealth, security, contentment, or a simple life without any complications; These values would always be outweighed by the endless desire of cosmic proportions of achieving the highest in society, rather than a simply living life with full truth of the simple act of love for the craft.

The craft of living life.

My desires have grown to an unignorable proportion to the point where it feels that I have no mouth.
This sickens me to an unhealthy amount of guilt and shame for not being able to love the craft due to the faulty belief of doing something for the sake of beneficial fame. I have always feared my spark would fade in obscurity with a whimper, and finally snuffed. I know that I am loved and blessed to even have a chance at life in general, but there are times where I feel at most, a speck who has done nothing but consume and taken without giving back to humanity or the Eternal Cosmic Flame of where we were born from.

I have always enjoyed my time that I have here on this earth and its simple pleasures to offer by the abundance, and yet I have ignored and denied my purpose to create a value to share to the world, impactful or not. But I have finally decided to stop this terrible silence. I want to share this perspective with those who take the time to tune in, even for a few seconds.

Everyone and myself, wants to make it; for the denial of such purpose, is the becoming of a scorned man left to rot. To bring purpose is to also share the Eternal Flame to spread creation. There will always be terrible ideas enacted upon in disturbing light, and there will always be an idea of tomorrow that dies in the abyss. But I beg of you and myself to allow the simple desires of love for the craft to flow freely for all to see, not from a place of expectation, but from a place of love and expression. Share the flame to those who need it the most, not for their brightness of a star, but for the passion of humanity.

We have always wanted to make it out for ourselves, but always met with a fierce storm of doubt and worry. From heavy winds of doubt and insecurity, to real-world problems of various factors in life; One's own injustice is to reject the own soul of cosmic expression.

It starves. It cries. It pleads. It struggles. It fights to survive, only for it to fall on deaf ears. 

Despite knowing that most arrows shot in the dark have never fully lit the night skies, it is more important to love the crafting of the bow and arrows to be enough to light the stars that shine into your eyes. I know most may go back into normality and continue to consume and enjoy what is given, as will I; but I leave this for anyone who will break the chains of unwavering complacency, not in spite or contrary, but the simple indomitable human love that is the craft of purpose.

Do not break one's own hammer for the fear of rejection or complacency of consumption; For we are, in spirit, gifts of the Eternal Flame who bring unique values to light up the of others to share for the simple joys of the craft. That is what it means to love.

With this truth, we will all make it...


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lyrics 

incapable of love bitch im toxic
drug tests are the only time im positive 
i wish suffering and sadness had an off switch
thats why im drinking when i pop shit
thats why im puking in the faucet 
thats why back in early august 
i went to class with pills in my pocket 
but i left cus i cant work in an office
rather rot inside my closet make clothes sell beats
art is the only reason why im still breathing 
on my laptop all night when i cant sleep
back hurts cant see when will someone sign me
flying out to different states and countries trying to find me
all these meds jus make it hard to let my fucking mind speak
saying that she good for me but i aint good for nothing
mabye if im distant i can let my fucking soul free
nobody miss me
my mind is empty
someone come end me
someone come end me
x2
fuck a chain bitch id rather rock a noose 
when you better thats when locals want a truce 
but id rather crush up oxycontin put it in my goose
im already rotten what the fuck am i gon loose
what else can you do

biv

they aint give a fuck about me
they bluffed up lie through they teeth
loosing myself bitch you nothing to me
cant even sleep i cant breath
the fuck does you mean x2
aint no longer the team 
you gon act like you seen
pistols, poisons, and dreams
fuckas poppin them beans jus to lean for the scene 
you can miss me with all of that
fuck just to call her
bitch i need all of that
lil punk fuck where your collar at
fuck ya questions 
fuck ya life and lessons 
fuckas talk your blessings never get to steppin
a mofucka cant have shit
doing devil choke hold on my soul fantastic 
i wish you would mofucka 
you doing all the shit i wish i could mofucka
i pull up to your set i hope you good mofucka
all thoughts telling me i should mofucka
fuck around and leave this shit for good mofucka
clip to my lip let it rip blow the back out my hood mofucka

poison w/ biv

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biv 

dont let them forget when i die
done it myself when i cut out my eyes
im considering my time
made up my mind x2
imma let them hang
diamonds wrap they neck
in his own like that x2
i been feeling like i need it no
thoughts have never been forgiven no
i lost a promise but i get it no
i aint let you go forget it no

get off my dick bitch you clingy as shit 
talk and then i toss her and her shit out 
fit inbound wasted time beyond the bridge pounding fists bleed
stomping out smiles teeth stuck in my sneaker crease 
eat my shit slut centipede 
cus loves temporary took and cooked up cupids wings
and stupid slut saddle me 
scalping pigs and tattled sheep 
butcher beats studio could go where cattle be
minus the sobbing and surplus my salary 
cake up 
andy working harder than a woody when it wakes up 
trailer where they found the bones of my neighbor 
serpents think they swift they aint taylor
self centered sailors sink like a stone
airplane mode zoned in my home all alone better on my own bitch

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