Disclosure

I'm not the type to end up on your wall on a poster
Cid Gage, I rap some now and then
I boast like I know stuff
Drop a little bit of science, a little bit of pain
I think it's all so dope, signs show the masses feel the same

There's a constant barrage of white noise and fog
Panning back and forth
Inner to outer dialogue
Modulate the frequencies
Digitize the analog
The signal's lost in space
No need for hope to carry on

Check the way the knees are shaking
They restless and spastic
Vitamin D deficiencies cause glands to sweat overactive
Can't sleep until the dawn due to insomniatic fits
Like a mogwai, avoid feedings
Wake up physically sick

To the average spectator
I guess, I seem a bit annoyed
I think the thoughts they have
The way they live seem scared and paranoid
I remember that in times of struggle I can be enjoyed
Look to my past, at my phases
To other variants destroyed

Need release from this pressure, a break from these fits
Need to find a resolution that's not cocking the grip
When the evidence is present
Left there wishin you did
Yes, a lesson learned too late becomes a lesson unlived

Just know your words ain't gonna save you once the populous knows
Go collecting favors save 'em 'til your cover is blown
There's this thing about a favor
It can get what you're owed
But, they can't save you
When the papers show your face and you've blown

Know our time here's not eternal
Unsure what happens when we die
There's been no theories postulated that provide that type of high
The release of serotonin I would need to think I'm fine
With the reality mortality is lurking in the pines

You can pray for better fortune, get help of any kind
But you should know that shit don't go nowhere
The venue is your mind
Back and forth between your consciousness
The answers that you find
You see divinity as masterful, because it's from inside

I caught a glimpse of my reflection, but it didn't quite seem
Like I had ever really become who I wanted to be
I was the best representation of that side that I see
Some days, I couldn't give the effort cause a flaw that's in me

What I've noticed on my way up is the way that it is
Real people don't really surround us
Like we're told when we're kids
Get burnt a time or two, adapt and apply
When they come at you all fucked up
Brush it off, and that's your why