Got a brain in the same vein as Citizen Kane Thought refraining from being sane would bring me fame Hopped on the train to the great lands of capital gain While the rain fell black and they looked in disdain No regrets, no loss and no returns Throw it back, watch it catch, just let it burn I’ll let you connect the dots, just like the Cern I’ll take no more questions, meeting adjourned (0:44) That’s over now, but I still got a long way to go Still young as hell in a universe where you never know The thought of how long I got, everytime makes me say woah But I was born in a city where ya do nothing but grow Role models surrounding me in every direction Taught me ways to make some pay and keep connections Now I’m on my first project with minimal inflection I hope my music spreads a positive infection Everywhere I look, the world wants me to hate Putting things in a negative light and telling me they’ll be my fate Thankfully I already got enough on my plate I’m too busy doing things that make me feel great I wish I could say the same, for the people I love The people I just can’t get enough of It takes a lot to love yourself in a world of push and shove But we all have the ability to rise above (REFRAIN) (1:49, 2:15) I’m back, with the attack, what I want and lack A way to end dope, crack, gat, where the villains at Vices as vocations, where white lies fill in the cracks So I can finally hear it, as a matter of fact Crisis Averted (as a matter of fact) Crisis Averted (as a matter of fact) Crisis Averted (as a matter of fact) Crisis Averted (2:40) Got a mind on the same grind as those who are inclined To set difference aside and take collective pride To use the only methods considered true and tried With our power, we tell you crisis denied (REFRAIN) (3:05, 3:30) I’m back, with the attack, what I want and lack A way to end dope, crack, gat, where the villains at Vices as vocations, where white lies fill in the cracks So I can finally hear it, as a matter of fact Crisis Averted (as a matter of fact) Crisis Averted (as a matter of fact) Crisis Averted (as a matter of fact) Crisis Averted

I’m seen as weird Often feared Spent 50 on a cart Now we living like it cheers In my pocket triple twisted sac Can I get a hit of that Doing 80 in a drop top With a boxed up bong in back Keep it in a shopping bag Throw a couple shots real fast Living like I’m coming back I’m never coming back I’m leaving forever with No promises and little cash What’s the difference between weird and abnormal it’s the same as those who fear and those who act normal is the price on your life really that important when your living like you limit all of the distortion I’m seen as weird Often feared Unsettle your vibes I embody your fear Ponder why you are here Think up something sincere Why nobody asks for your Autograph here I put my bibliographia On The paper and lead Off with something real off putting And end when I cease bleeding out Mop the blood up dap my brother Going to the greenhouse What’s the difference between weird and abnormal it’s the same as those who fear and those who act normal is the price on your life really that important when your living like you limit all of the distortions

Coming out of a funk Feeling down in a rut Tryin my best to adjust to this system that we call luck It’s so criminal The times that we rely on the residual The ritual Habitual Our problems are only clinical Cynical, I know, but I’m supposed to be critical Music artist in a city where being dope is the typical You only gain respect because you’re at the top of the pinnacle People don’t give a shit about your bitches. Make miracles. One learns fast about the shit that they’re made to do When they realize the world is just a giant Columbus zoo But when they’re born into a life of a family that’s well to do They be lookin in the mirror always askin “the fuck are you?” (pause)When you don’t know who’s lookin’ back And you feel like if you back up then you’ll fall in a trap Remember that you’re not alone in not knowing jack You can always say goodbye, then get up and pack Gotta take a breather… I’m done being a preacher I wish other cultures were as prevalent as mine My dream is real hip hop sitting in the public eye I don’t know what it is about all this fuckin’ xanny rap All these bullets and guns, and I’m not talkin’ orange cap Pills fucking kill you, they don’t break you out of your shell Why do you keep supporting all this cyclical hell? Kids my age, seventeen, doing drive bys Thinking that joining a gang opens up their mind’s eye Snorting lines, doing time, when they could be getting five guys Taking trust away from friends, family, telling them straight lies It scares me to think that I could lose some of my friends To a preventable disease that seeks the means to no ends I write this song for them in the hopes that they make amends And if they never do, this is for those on the same bend But what do I know I’m just some privileged white kid Looking in a mirror But I’ve never seen clearer

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