Accordingly
Living off borrowed time, the clock ticks faster
Thinking bout the day I'll live to be the master
Of my craft or should I have been a pistol packer
Manifest the destiny that God has planned for
Boom. Bap. That would be the sound of the
Plastered posters
Got ahead of myself like a Siamese
Twins like the yin and the yang on my shoulders
My hope for an honest end is almost over
Over and over I envision the vision
So vibrant I need a visor to dim it so just the visage is visible
I cannot pretend the way I live is venerable
Virile with venom towards the victim in the mirror
Full of vitriol, vitality is very much visibly diminished
Finished is an understatement
Skeletons in my closet nah, catacombs in my basement
Face it
Though everyone has a place in life
Not everyone can have placement
Too complacent too patient
Introversion turned into a version of a king who isn't Persian
But believed he had earned a place in history solely due to etymology
Like, an autobiography is the only way for him to leave a legacy worth following
Swallowing the guilt of wallowing in filth
Hollowing my skill filled skull with the bottle and some pills
Smoulder in my ventilation system
Continue venting until they say I miss him
Hopefully when he rendezvous with the Grimm
He can live with the proper and prim
Instead of pyre and the brim
Headstone "No more qualms to be gone"
Thinking bout the day I'll live to be the master
Of my craft or should I have been a pistol packer
Manifest the destiny that God has planned for
Boom. Bap. That would be the sound of the
Plastered posters
Got ahead of myself like a Siamese
Twins like the yin and the yang on my shoulders
My hope for an honest end is almost over
Over and over I envision the vision
So vibrant I need a visor to dim it so just the visage is visible
I cannot pretend the way I live is venerable
Virile with venom towards the victim in the mirror
Full of vitriol, vitality is very much visibly diminished
Finished is an understatement
Skeletons in my closet nah, catacombs in my basement
Face it
Though everyone has a place in life
Not everyone can have placement
Too complacent too patient
Introversion turned into a version of a king who isn't Persian
But believed he had earned a place in history solely due to etymology
Like, an autobiography is the only way for him to leave a legacy worth following
Swallowing the guilt of wallowing in filth
Hollowing my skill filled skull with the bottle and some pills
Smoulder in my ventilation system
Continue venting until they say I miss him
Hopefully when he rendezvous with the Grimm
He can live with the proper and prim
Instead of pyre and the brim
Headstone "No more qualms to be gone"
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Writer(s): Darius Tucker
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