Realities

Verse 1

Yo its like he's living in Cybertron the home of psychos and impersonators

Vipers and ‘em terminators fighters with the thirst for papers

Where a violent crime is common in the search for wages

Despite the times eyo he finds himself immersed in pages

Trying to find a method to see his grind reflected

Design his fate and calculate a rhyme that I suggested

The only factor in the climb is the time invested

But he's a raptor in his prime that got his mind infested

With the evils this kid done got him self addicted

With that lethal shit injected with the needles

Now he's well connected with the weasels neglected by his peoples

Disrespected and rejected by his equals son

They put him on blast he walks the gravel on his own

They say he's just a brat that travelled down the wrong path

So every night this kid fights with his likeness

His conscious tries to tell him that he's righteous but my nigga we

Verse 2

The verbal face mask blurting slurred words and fake chants

He maps the turf to observe the snake tracks

That’s left behind by all the friends that lied and swore their set's beyond just riding

But this promise got him sticking out his neck without them

All alone like he was thrown in outer space

Without a place to call a home roaming now he's gone cold

And in time that sentiment will grow potent

Cause now the windows to their souls opened

So there's no coping they say its only the eyes

That let you see the fraud beyond the disguise

Yo he's on to these spies evil shape shifters flakes and innate drifters

Trying to get him for all the gold that he hides

But he loses hope the more that he tries I seen him holding chrome

To the dome of a clone he's known to despise

So here's a quote for the wise be advised

See through the scope that he implies and realize that...