Jörmungandr

:Seems most of my life I've been on the run
Can't see where I'm at, and forgot where I'm from:

:The people I pass, they go and they come
The things that I have I can't bring when I'm done:

:My family just laughs, they think that I'm dumb
They're thinking I snapped like I'm speaking in tongues:

They look at my past and they equally judge,
"He can't see where he's at and forgot where he's from":

:"What has he done? What did he do with his life?
Why ain't he doing it right?":

:"Why did he run? He lives like a fugitive type!
He lives like he's losing his sight!":

:I don't need no one's accusative shite
All that they give me is punitive gripe:

:If you really think I'm a lunatic, nice
Then save all your lip and your foolish advice:

:Didn't even know myself, couldn't even hold myself
didn't know what I felt:

:Living in a hole I dwelt, didn't seem to know my wealth
or the gold I held:

:I wandered the desert and made it a conscious decision
saw I was lost and my heart wasn't living
had to restart, I was locked in a prison:

:Had to go off on a mission, a mission to find who I am
felt suicidal like damn
Either I'm living to die or I'm blind to the plan
and there's no rewinding the end:

:People wondering where have I been
through most of my teens I was locked in a cage:

:Never got out of that snare I was in
so people just thought I was lost in a daze:

:All of my thoughts on replay, all of the traumas became
an anomaly making me rot and decay
On my knees now to God let me pray:

:All the demons I fought and I slayed
Then I wrestled the serpent, survived
but now I'm diseased by the shot of the snake
Jörmungandr still causing me pain:

:People say I got an old soul
They seem amazed I been so low:

:They see my face but they don't know
Seems either way it's a lone road:

:I learned all I could from the grown folks
then went everywhere they said don't go:

:I reached for the sky, I was so close
till my wings melted, I fell from the ozone:

:I tried to get up, stomach's in knots, the shit's binding me up
I travelled around never settling down
and all that I found was my life in a rut:

:I must have been hyping it up, the shit hit me right in the gut
but still I improve, the kid isn't doomed
I won't sit in my wounds watching life from the cut:

:I tried so hard and I got so far,
but the shit don't end when you get no start:

:And you get no friends when you get so lost
They said I get dark when I get those thoughts:

:Always knew I came from a different cloth
but I'm living in the fray getting chrissed and crossed:

:I'm getting chrissed and crossed
I got a lot of weight, I got to get this off: