Hopeless/Hopeful

This is the last song of the first half (The End)

Yeah, feeling pretty hopeless

All these people around are soulless

Don't know what to do

All I know is I'll be homeless

Too lazy to work on my rhymes

Too lazy to keep track of time

Too lazy to spend every nickel and dime

Just try to survive another night

But I'm feeling alright

Pretty cold but I'll make it out alive

Looking around, I see people strive

While I'm out here spreading a shit ton of lies

All the businessmen look so divine

The 20kwatches make them shine

I can't find life inside of me

I feel ready for the end of the road

Just can't take these people walking back at home

And not giving me jack shit to survive

That's why I live with the birds and flies

Used to be short-sighted, and I don't need literal visine

Cuz I just keep living through my dreams

Never was but an invisible shy teen

All I'm askin' for is a meaningful life please

And this my congenital diary, cuz everywhere I go

I spit six syllable rhyme schemes, it's my second home

So I'm a bit pitiful likely, but I'm establishing points,

Hence why I keep brandishing COINS, cuz I'm a bit cynical like these (yeah)

And rapping's a choice, but it's like I just stand to be poised,

And whatever their tactics employed I'm happily growing,

So all companions ahoy, cuz this ship has set sale

All hands on deck cuz this blizzard ain't frail

BAR out with the PEN cuz this prison ain't jail

Makin' hay while it shines but I didn't get bail (ha)

But like a sick pig I should go to Hogwarts,

Cuz all my wants left a wizardous trail

Talk sick but that's a given when you're so lonely and so hated

All that taciturnity just mighta' made me boring and complacent

If I'd just mastered sympathy I doubt I'da been so hopeless and endangered

I'm just a rapping entity that could cause a pandemonium in some cases

Outlast my self-defeat cuz this written is the story of the hated

All my drastic tendencies to procrastinate make euphoria so sacred

This passive energy could subdue even pneumonia and it's traces

Perhaps the best of me could even potentially be strong enough to face it

I just laid out my own truth, although it may not be vocal,

Thought I was the lone wolf, I just need someone to hold on to...