Forgotten

[Verse 1]

Who am I? No one knows me but everyone wanna judge me

No one knows my story but gotta grudge and wanna drug me

I'd be #eatin' your mind with questions and you'd wanna crush me

I'm bustin' with questions for survival like #food but get nothing

I'm #breakin' #bad in this #desert and #lost like #White and #Pinkman

Im tryna solve em problems but you interrupt while I think man

You tryna #fly and control me like #Flight #93 but #cant still #land

Tryna provoke me with sorrow but I'm real strong like steel glass

Walkin' this lonely road, alone and broke #without my #shadow

Talkin' to myself, I see #no #light or the #sun but on I shall go

Crawlin' by myself with no food or water except for this mad flow

Got music to speak words and fuse it with these worlds with a slack rope

Life tryna kill us all, some move on with the pills, smoke and weep

Well me? I take that challenge and fill it with hopes and dreams

I'm forgotten by everyone but will be remembered forever

I'm locked in this #maze like #Alby and imma stay to scorch terror

 

[Hook]

I walked to the #edge of #earth to take the #leap #of #faith

Was I locked in my subconscious with cosmic conscientiousness? Wait!

Am I eatin' dirt and breathin' hate, with amnesia, was I #fallen?

Yeah, picked up off the road with a #bourne #Identity, I was forgotten

 

[Verse 2]

Am I an alien? Was my mission to land on earth and look for life

And am I a salient man sent here to look for the man who took my time?

Who took my life? He shook my eyes, I was full of grime

I was spineless but had one weapon that was full of rhymes

I wasn't finesse but had some venom while spittin' these hard words

I bust and #digest these rappers seldom and flippin' with scarred words

They rust and #die #just before they step up on the beat, tryna be #rancour

They're first from the bottom, killin' themselves and each other, tryna be a #ranker

But that's all in my head, it aint real with this cata-clysmic war on

But I ain't feel real, reality's a prison with this maddening mystic torch on

Sadistic acts are happening with kids and it moves on from generation to generation

With each penetration to realization

We finally hit the tombstone and move to our last exhalation

We're in our room cold and frostbite about our past desolation

Friends are people who sold our souls, we got no one but deprivation

This demonstration hit me right through my heart

and makes me feel ISIS would take me as family

 

[Hook]