Haunted Place*

I can chop it on the mic
Adam validates, he calls all my verses tight
In the car wash we play some Kanye songs like Flashing lights
I'm the type to put the opps in plight
I beat the mic

I abuse it
I got a couple powers, I won't use them
I feel like Austin Powers in the movie
You scolded me, empowering and moving
I'm proud of you, I needed to be checked

I lost my purity, my lungs have filled with smoke, my nose got runny, wet
I've had sex, I've cheated on women a plenty, right and left
As a child I would cut my grandpa's cigarettes
Big efforts I made to get my grandpa just to quit
But I begun,

And now what
I got a noise complaint from the neighbors, now I rap louder
Used to love skiing, but I still ride down white powder
Things just look a little different, my amalgam

Abomination, but I'll take strides to ripen, more vivacious
Cannot speak to others, used to be a vibrant plaintiff
Here's temptations take a taste
You can either swallow pridefully or avoid this haunted place

You can either swallow pridefully or avoid this haunted place

So where do I go imma ghost inna vapid world
But I ain't die in vain I took to many hits to to my tiny brain I did it all myself
A dog with his tail but I caught up pretty well I sacrifice my sanctity for
For bits and peace's scarcity's of happiness and no I don't hate laughing but

Its just taking a toll on me and I cannot stop rapping
Cause of what Ahmad been telling me and I know he understands
Staying here in Denver was never really the plan
But maybe if I'm here I could be a better man

Before I start life up again on a different sand
So excuse me while I plagiarize a form of flattery
Into the viewers eyes you may call me Mr.starry night
But I'm far from a Gemini see I could take back in unified

Where my talent went to die secreted acid getting super high
As I run the track mile 50 times but I could outrun the ghoulish guy that
Lived inside