Krimzin's Eulogy (feat. Dr Jordan B Peterson)

Loyalty is mass produced
So many faces with fake attributes
Hazmat suits, cough with a mask on
Respect of the past gone, filthy hearts under dapper suits
Sixth sense, my memories elect corpses
Spirits looking like wet torches
Dead walkers, with heart beats though
Head in the clouds but their hearts be low
Each bar a hard kilo
Heavy trip, but the come down off the green crazy like Cee-Lo
I swear, all I want is happiness
But when it comes to soul ties they don't wanna be hazardous
Tap in if you wanna fathom this
Fresh to death, yo I gave Anubis fashion tips
Wait, wait, hold on, hold on
Fresh to death, I gave Anubis fashion tips
Script tight, with the art in check
The cast is set, but I'm not part of it yet
Late to the stage so I'm far from prepped
But let's, put on a show and kill it like Arthur Fleck
So what's heart break to Gods face?
She needs both souls partake
Keep intentions straight and not fake
And treat her heart like an art space
Yes... my innocence lost like severed cherries
Man, it's so peaceful in this cemetery

Underneath the ego as far as Jung was concerned, was another structure that he called the Self
And the Self is this thing that remains constant across ego deaths
But it's, deeper and less personal, its archetypal
It's the thing that the ego collapses into when it collapses, and then it rebuilds the ego
There's variants of that, because you can have a voluntary or an involuntary ego death
And a voluntary ego death is when you learn a bunch, and you willing to let go
Your own immolation, its like you lighting, you a phoenix and you lighting yourself on fire
That's a much better idea, even though it could still be really harsh