Word, life. I abstrack spoken word life.
Story behind the song
Well, it is just my explanation of what I believe to be a great evil that plagues me at times.
Lyrics
Lord lend a hand end this plan release this demon out of me
My mind is being pirated how can that be?...I’m out of sea!
Full take over I'm a puppet no signs of life...flat line
Wack rhymes fabricated never made it...I lacked prime
The pain swells up my temples, heart pounding on my brain
I swear I've gone Ill mental, IQ is extinguished and slain
Stormy rain but an everlasting drought in terms of producing
An evil nuisance...not addictive...but something many abuses
Blown fuses irreplaceable tools...while it mocks at you
Holding eerie images...penetrating demise...& it locks a few
All veins flaring it's rare in cases but is has caused sleep
It rhyme reaps suffocates you like absent basslines in beats
A domesticated evil manufacturing cessation a pregnant pause
Rendering mind feeble there can't be a cure if there is no cause
Applause from the winning dark side...it's looking good for it
No chance for a heroic stand...nope...not by the looks of it
One last breath I take...as I inflate my chest...heaving
I blindly and wildly attack so fiercely...I aint believing
I fail...my eyes wide open...the look of a fighter shocked
But I realized I just survived...a sudden case of writer's block