Soldier

This worthless Earth is killing me, is anybody feeling it?

I'm sick of it, pissed as shit, no one knows how real it is.

I'm tired of being tired, i'm losing all control

My mind is so bipolar that it's moving all the poles

I'm a lit fuse, pissed too, gonna convince you

My flow is so toxic, on the mic i can spit ooze

Life is coming fast like Keith David from Allstate

My patience is thinning so it seems to have lost weight

Everyone i mocked, is starting to surpass me

Got me feeling chicken like a meal at Zaxby's

Dark in the mind, so my future ain't the brightest

That might be the reason that my skin is the whitest

.I care too much, that's why I'm scared as fuck

Scared to touch thoughts of a parent's love

Being seen as me is an embarrassed tug

..Happiness is wishful and the rarest drug

 

So now what? Maybe I should rhyme and keep going

All of this anger is what it takes to get me flowing

Tell it to the judge..you thought you were a thug

I'm stepping on your style like i'm squashing a bug

I hate competition, even when it's silent

Better pack a strap, it's about to get violent

I was raised in a warzone, hate is my weapon

I know you're gonna die, just how late, is the question

Death is my friend and with life i am enemies

Anyone with comments is quickly not friends with me

I'm talking to the talkers, walkers stay down

I've got a few words, when i spit i can spray nouns

Verbs are in my blood, this rage is addictive

Cover both ears cuz i'm droppin expletives

Split you in half, just to prove you're never right

Run all you want but i can hunt for you every night

 

I'm dangerously ill, and insane, so be still

.Get ready to be slaughtered and be painfully killed

If my anger could be chained, then i'd take it as a slave

and have it killing roots that have sprouted in my brain

And make it try to face all the problems i have got

Maybe then we'll see if i'm as weak as i have thought

Can anybody help me? I'm serious, i'm drowning

Having trouble coping with the loss that's around me

It's killing me, and willing me, to take too many pills and sleep

/The question isn't if, but rather when will it be

In the meantime i need this, writing on a beat-trip

Not to sound conceded, but man am i a beast at it