Transformation (Remix)

[Verse 1] Too many scheduled appointments No medicine to cure my scent or with that said any sort of ointments These lines and rhymes ain’t my remedy Regardless of my claims they aren’t actually My healing but my fraud, blood clot Inevitable messages that can’t be blocked Rock bottom, I already hit that Now I’m just dead weight sitting all laid back Pay back for all those who made me suffer Bittersweet revenge, time makes it tougher The beat is drumming in my head Day dreaming keeps banging till I’m red Peace and quiet ain’t that a nice life Cut deep into my sinful flesh with a knife Said all these things so many times it’s so cliché Ever second, every minute, every hour, every day Inhuman, not a superhero but a zombie Walking dead but I wonder if you still proud of me Prolly wouldn’t but I ain’t really surprised Maybe you would even like to grant my demise Fine, these stressed eyes are such a burden Whiteboard and blackboard I won’t be learning For certain, that has been the choice I have made Got no reason if I keep spitting for my own sake Yeah, ain’t nothing for you to know Talk about how many things I would like to blow Whoa, I mean did that just come out of me? Guess this is what has become of me I don’t get it, I really don’t understand But it resides in my mind so I don’t have to understand Scratch noise, black Lloyd, not a toy Forgot to tell you all I’m allergic to soy Pain in the neck millions of cards in possession Can’t stop fidgeting I’m starting to grow reckless The pursuit happiness I have yet to find Now I’m just walking in loops with my sight blind Take a breath of fresh air I can no longer breathe Buckled knees and tumble down to the feet Uh, but all this is nonsense I wonder just how much longer this thing will get Machines burn out from being overused Tired of people who have me overused Nothing to lose, I’ve got something to prove Won’t tell what I’m gonna do to people like you Yeah, and I’m gonna make sure of it You get that special treatment you’re gonna love it Touch it and have your soul set apart Ready for the moment it’s all set on the mark Cart anything you need to buy Cause later there won’t be any sort of time I’ve got potential but it’s going into waste Selfish tired writer who should feel shame Yeah