My Aim is to Disappear

On a never ending quest to feel something
But where will I end up is the subject of real wonder
The doorstep of two decades, rapping on this earth
Not bad from a start as an accidental birth
when your roots grow from the sand, there's no future
for you man
Things I do so I can stand on two feet, I won't do
again
Going deeper than a music trend, gray so I refuse to
blend
Amused by every you and them, alone so I don't choose
my friends
They tell me I am nothing, sell me something barely
wanted
Innocence lost, second I was cut from the cord in my
belly button
From there the judgement comes, the tug of war of what
you want
They say the poor are fucking up, the rich are more
corrupted ones
So hard I try, bipartisan, walking lines
My aim is to disappear, preferred if you thought I died
So hear the hurt from my heart, and feel all the things
I say
I never dream of the future, I only bring you today

Hands of time go around like a gyroscope
Plant the mind in the ground it will finally grow
Plan escape to a way long rhyme ago
But I stayed so I fade to some kind of ghost (x2)

In between, what can be but isn't seen
My canvas is smeared with dreams, but the landscape is
incomplete
I venture to a place not many wanna ever know well
Damage gets done but you never go tell
Hold it all in under paper thin shell
I know that fake grin is a way for you to help
On the outside maintain, inside fading
The day to day way I play is draining
Love is a resource depleted and we need more
My soul is a fossil washed up on a seashore
Still waiting to be born
Took away the sky now there's nothing to reach for
Life is a full contact sport
Know the struggles of others, we all fought that war
Blend in like a face on a subway
Be sure to look away the population is ugly
It's not the things that you wanna see
You've clearly never been if all I hear's what you're
gonna be
Can you follow me comfortably?
You'd be surprised at all the things that come from
just one emcee
Collaborate with the past mistakes
Bags packed on the path to great
Axis acts to navigate, safely
Through the murky waters that I have escaped
But not without a penalty
Knowing that the ideal example is what I'll never be
In the closet with the barbwire
Body looking like it was caught in a crossfire
Scars on me like a deathmatch wrestler
Then I close my eyes and I see paisley everywhere

Hands of time go around like a gyroscope
Plant the mind in the ground it will finally grow
Plan escape to a way long rhyme ago
But I stayed so I fade to some kind of ghost (x2)