My World

(Chorus) Nothins' gonna change my world (X4) (Verse 1) I'm travelin' This maze, with a javelin Takin' aim at abdomens Stumblin' As I guilt-trip From pixie dust particles, laced with The American way of conformity I lash out in defense of culture To stimulate dormancy But I rest for a second Build on my mask collection Ask questions of worth Since birth Compile Images, styled By each lesson Cursed with illogical thinking In eyes of society Crash parties of orthodox Without the ignorant inviting me The path I'm destined to walk is widening But narrow to the close-minded Hidden by brush and greenery I can't see But my flow's finding Blinded As I step through this forest Of activists Dodging thorns Of the norm Decoding life's cuneiform Disguised as a pacifist After this confrontation With the beast of regret A tainted existence Is the result of... Taking a breath So I hold back and don't inhale To see where life takes me Elevate flesh To a level of stress Cause I believe life hates me (Chorus) (Verse 2) Thoughts die In a sea of normlessness In abandon crowds That stand around And wait for their performances I waded that cul-de-sac To see what karma gives Cause "What goes around, comes around" Holds weight In the lake I'm goin' to swim Will I drown Due to the obesity of my thought process As gravity pulls down To impede my self-conquest Filling my pockets with payments of nonsense While the cover charge to this Play of my life is time spent At times I stand on the edge of this cliff And forget rap Before I step across that threshold Where rhymes bends and splits at I try to invade The barricades And downplay the mishaps Convincing myself that the speeches Are related to the syntax My emotional famine Is at an all-time height Where I'm forced to rationalize Between comfort and what's right But when I write, I'm comfortable Pen encompasses the agony Of the turmoil-drenched existence Of this Shakespearean tragedy But this hero die due to his flaws Or will I float in purgatory state Before I take the fall So for now I won't wait Trudging through knee-high Satan Contemplatin' whether I should Stay on this frequency Or change the station Cause now I'm tuned into ruin Fallen flat on my abstract Too intimidated to press on But not depressed enough to backtrack A story too horrific to be laughed at Too surreal to be realistic Danglin' between An individual and a statistic Will I see the light at the end of the tunnel Or has there been an avalanche That closed off the outlet Snuffin' the option of If I'll have a chance to escape this fate Or is it by choice I'll walk this road While gettin' close Continuing to progress But feel froze (Chorus)