Never ready

I can't seem to get my Ass in Motion,

Stuck in this pit Alas it's Hopeless,

I kick my feet up and Blast some Notions,

Can I ever Last when it's this Craft I've Chosen?

Nobody seems to think so they Laugh and Roast It,

Contracted Convulsions from Rappin to Fast and Slowin,

Down my mind so you can Understand what I'm Moldin,

Inside of these lines there's no meaning That I'm Cloakin,

I do double the work so there's no Rash Devotion,

I'll persevere through the Fads Pokin,

Before I die I'll have survived Half The Wraith of Odin,

Dances Invoked my Volcanic Path Overloadin with Ash it's Showin,

These demons refuse to Attack they want to Bash me Open,

Take me to the arbiter to cut my Hands in Moments,

Because I've stuck with the same Plan since I Have Awoken,

Killed stress and expressed within the mess of the Grand Commotion,

Outkast That Focused on the Miraculous Brands Controllin,

Your psyche is Stranded in Gnosis and I'm Expandin Stances to Lotus,

Never Granted anything from these Bland Roaches,

Yet I can't leave this Land Tumultuous,

You want a bite of the pie but they're Pourin Dust,

My blood Coursin Must keep Explorin this Deplorable Lust,

Out of the job they're just making "Affordable" Cuts,

But I'll never be ready to cut the Cord or Plug.