Paradise

Man it's hard when you living as a cynic
Every moment going by and you be dreading every coming minute
Cup is half empty but that emptiness is way too plenty
Might be writing on a bad day
That's one of many
See a couple days ago I had conversation with my homies
About beliefs about the heavens
About the grief plus all the blessings and we guessing how our essence can be present
Made me realize all the lies of paradise
And every heaven got a different price
If an eternal life of joy has never been no fiction
I just gotta start a couple genocides
Id end your life but open up your spirits eyes
That's a depiction of a mission
Take you to a place that you cant reach if you the one that do it by your own decision
Do the same for me but please do it with precision
After all these days my savior was whoever pulled the trigger
Like this life was never twisted so she making killers into hero figures
And the riches with a grave digger
Body piles keep on getting bigger
We salute the og hero jack the ripper
But this life I see the opposite
Only fake metropolis that deny us of the real accomplishment
So why not cut the human race and stop the need to multiply
Could it be there's nothing
When we all die?

Yea
I don't know about you but
If I plan on passing I don't see me getting satisfaction
There's still so much I can give the world from this passion
And know my 18 year regret gotta be inaction
Even if I'm living lows
You gotta understand my path is like a thorny rose when
You get the bumps you get the spikes that'll pierce your skin
But the petals and the thorns are the same within
And everybody know the pain was worth the end
When you take a dive at last and you smelling the flowers
You get to see the growth through all its hours
But I wouldn't wanna skip no journey for the treasure
Wheres the pleasure if you started off together
Cuz I don't think a man could recognize the feelings of his bliss
If he never strayed
To the depths of his abyss
Could you answer this
Think about the moments that you loved and made you feel so great so good
What make em so desired, what make these future days and memories so fucking worth it when acquired
Is it not the bitterness that have you longing for the sweetness its
The bleakness and the weakness that give value to the moments where I'm speechless
And I mean it
So don't tell me bout a paradise that have me always happy and I'm beaming
A place without the sadness
All I see is absence of meaning
Like a yin with no yang
Pure madness