Study all eras, terror to the mic till the pall bearer
There’s laws I don’t follow, still I’m the ring bearer
Bring y’alls attention to the site of a mere flaw, slight error
Still I’m as sharp as a bear claw, in mirror I stare
I ponder my life’s work, ‘Nice work’
The music’s just the tip of iceberg
I served my own purpose, here is the punchline
My purpose was putting other’s goals before mine
Short time ago, stuck in that same space
Flux of the game face, trying to remain safe
Raised stakes based on the twists that life takes
Heartbreaks, and art makes a beautiful heart shape
Heart rate quickens when you thicken the plot-bait
But I’m not made for cheap thrills, or hills of hot takes
Hotcakes ain’t selling like they used to hot shot
I suggest, close up shop, kick rocks, no socks
No shock, I got some contempt for these RO-BOTS
They role play and obey the laws of the know nots
It’s so odd, the way we applaud the downfall
The downpour of rain, we’re all eventually bound for
…Final destination…sound wars
Final Destination…sound OFF

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