Slow Down

I started off rapping aberrant, skipping on mass, pissed at my parents
Kicking the grass, a stick in the mud, addicted to bud, adrift of my errands
Dipping on dares, searching for truth, shaving my hair, ditching my youth
Not easy to scare, but easily paired with comedy, care, quips and caboose
Strong as vermouth, standing on chance, no lord of the dance but king of the fools
From the rings to the flies I seek a demise to rationalize my ego to lose
The zombie inside me tries to deride me despite all of my prepping and proof
Kept in a coop, watching a coup from my leisurely cell with the volume on mute
Prep for the worst, hope for the best, nobody panic this is only a test
Except when it's not, you're expected to rot, for better or worse, you deal with the stress
Everyone dies that's in the deck, it's best to accept, than outright reject
I'm playing the hand that I was destined to get, stuck in the mud, there's no running from death

Slow down
OR WHAT
Go down
HA
Slow down
OR WHAT
Go down
HA

Then my raps divided, intellectual mitosis inside me
It fueled the demon within, but it also gave me the ultimate reason for fighting
It gave me a voice, channeled my panels of thought into a bludgeon of choice
Then I turned to a man whose known through the land, from rolling in dungeons, and not in a Royce
In a family with poise, I cleaned up my act, hung up my helmet, worked for my cash
At Open Mics, I'd rock the Grotto, with Joe, Paul, Joker and Matt
I would always have green, always on stage, alias Haze, tickled my ribs
Was loved for the lyrics I spit, those times were the dearest to my ego and id
Now I'm making my beats, I'm making a mess, I'm taking my time, I'm taking a breath
Key by key, bar by bar, beat by beat, rest by rest
Tracking my pain, mixing my mixed emotions up as best I can
Remembering to breathe, it's easy to seize, when always forgetting that you are only a man

Slow down
OR WHAT
Go down
HA
Slow down
OR WHAT
Go down
HA

Now my raps ignited, further beyond what I'd ever decided
Self made, self taught, artists around me when I need excitement
Found triumph spending time in serene sanctums of blistering silence
Slick systems of shyness, and this deep, hellish, cistern of dryness
A Rap Lyric Mystic whose tricks are sickly twisted, wickedly stylish
Vividly wild since my mind is quarantined and childish
Inside my mind mosaic tiles lay, portray my wiles, and they say to all who came
That while you made it I don't want to play these games
Or be in social frames that trigger rage attained from years staying sane
As I refrain from freeing all this pain
The purpose of this strain within my brain that I sustain
Despite my frame I stay the way I that remain
And just let them say

Slow down, or go down
Slow down, or go down
Slow down, or go down
Slow down, or go down