Apocalyptic obsessions have led me to believe what was the spark
What we once called home, you won't even find
You all have noticed, before myself, this place I once lived is burnt to the ground
Keeping cover under my own will, hoping they're not out to get me
Sentenced to inner correction, I wont believe a single word you speak
What has become of this structure?
Breathless, I can't plead my case to anyone
or caught up I will be in the incline
I want you spread across the pavement
Altercations are expected from those unaware
Recognition is the first step to ability
Greatness will come as intended
but only to those deserving I'm willing to show them
On the surface, I may seem faint,
but given the chance, I will inflict this beyond ruin
Don't question my virtue
I will never let up until your existence is your past
I'm far past the point of exchanging words
I'll have you laid out on the pavement