I write my verses in cursive call it calligraphy curses I paint a picture with my words built the coffin for your hearse and etched out your granite tombstone with rest in peace you fuck boy vermin dug the shallow grave with a garden rake then wrote a beautiful sermon but what a burden I'd rather just toss your ass in the furnace let you burn in eternal flames my assertive inertia is for certain Impressive vocabulary the flow they will worship your vociferous bars only bore them I'm the captain of my teams warship I’m a vicious bishop on a mission To Break your spiritual condition Then destroy your vessel in ways That even God wouldn't witness I need a doc or physician I'm sick in need of prescription please quiet these voices in my head That I've grown suspicious to the proposition I'm in opposition to but I love the competition I've got too much ambition Just a militant magician with a twisted vision and intuition that has me swimming in riches and working on my nutrition My fears are rushing I'm running from something cunning I'm gushing the demons winnin from tigers blood they erupt from they cutting they coming out and he's breathing the devil is telling me that our agreement (nu uh) no longer up for discussion I just want to be loved I just want to be trusted I pray that I am forgiven If not it wasn't for nothing I would parlay with the devil if it meant my brothers would make it to heaven I sit here reminiscing just wishin things could be different holding your picture up to the mirror I can't see a difference I called up mama she says we laugh and talk the same I'm still in pain The barbiturates have kicked in Please excuse my belligerence Load up the clip The shots that I took Were deliberate The drugs I'm on have me speaking in gibberish The tears have got me illiterate So cold inside that I'm shivering How could you be so fucking ignorant We even share the same name What a shame I'm going insane Michael Steven Let me say this It's better then Amadeus Your favorite movie I've watched it a couple of times While I wrote a couple of rhymes Truly It didn't move me I flip through your journal Cling to every word and Work on trying not to be so fucking hurtful Maybe our name can have a purpose Maybe I can be of service When the curtain closes And all this pain and anger comes to surface See I am just a normal person who used to smoke a lotta herbal Became addicted to drugs And crashed into every hurdle Running in circles Being this verbal hurts I might need a referral... To a doctor as I turn the page in your journal I almost forgot her name I guess we are the same what a shocker I don't mean to be awkward But Paige is off her rocker I wonder if someone dropped her On her head or cocked and knocked her into a locker some days I wish instead they woulda just shot her nobody stopped her from taking her meds which would have kept me soozie fed sorry sis for being so improper Who's bright idea was it rip us apart when we were adopted I got her number I should just call her but then I ponder why bother what's a brother without a mother and father or a dollar without any water My fears are rushing I'm running from something cunning I'm gushing the demons winnin from tigers blood they erupt from they cutting they coming out and he's breathing the devil is telling me that our agreement (nu uh) no longer up for discussion I just want to be loved I just want to be trusted I pray that I am forgiven If not it wasn't for nothing I would parlay with the devil if it meant my brothers would make it to heaven I hope you make it to heaven

Welcome welcome welcome to michaels guest list of resentments checking off his checklist Maybe he can sleep again If he gets it off his chest First of all fuck you mike and Paige A k a Mom and dad If you could Call it that maybe I'll Take a page From your book And never fucking call you back Too livid to be civil off the liquid spirit I'll crash your civic into the house of your siblings and my critics would still say that he's fuckin driven. Imma witty wicked dim witted twisted addicted son of an asshole who couldn't give a lyric cuz I've mother fuckin’ reached my limit. Like oj I'll write a book if I did it then get charged with premeditated admit it and because of my pigment I'll still get acquitted. send you the ticket from my drive by while you're in prison, the cop pulled me over cuz’ your damn civics windows were too tinted! Im too frigid so I fidget with your woman no glove it wouldn't fit in her kitten it was nice I only lasted a minute but then she tells me that she's pregnant, FUCK I tell her that I'll take care of it, (ha) I’m just kiddin! I come from a bloodline of dead beats and drug dealers Their legacy ends with me cut the dead wood from my family tree Then burn up the remnants to warm up my cold heart hands and feet just to say that they did something for me I am the weak and weary Cunning hungry Visions blurry Been up for the past four seven thirties mixed liquor with About four to seven more thirties If I get caught that's a cell until his mid to late 30's Fuck the p.o I ain't going cuz my piss is still dirty A depressant for my depression bottle of 100 proof "I'm fucked up" The only time I could slur the truth I went from party animal to Life unmanageable Liable to do anything Off the smack and botanical Slave to the tyrannical Trying to escape my mind That dictates my every move I got too many dead homies Fuck a rap career If I could start from scratch I'd ask God to remove their fear My brother died 24 hours ago And if I sought Him a day before I could have helped but thats my cross to bear so i shed a tear i am my brothers keeper i wish you could have met him In addiction got a sickness the reaper standing at my death bed soul affliction in contradiction To the deeper meaning of being a sleeper With walking stiffness take a breath this is gods jurisdiction my soul is cheaper when I'm vicious I am one when I have stillness I come from a bloodline of dead beats and drug dealers Their legacy ends with me cut the dead wood from my family tree Then burn up the remnants to warm up my cold heart hands and feet just to say that they did something for me slept the pain away and swept the hate under the staircase shed the fear of living when I had myself a fucking witness. (What the fuck is he even saying?) Who's next Oh hey asshole It hurts me to speak your name and I know you're dumb so I'll say it slow. (ready? here we go) Fuck you times infinity squared For beating on my grandmother when your ass was impaired. That woman saved my life and I might just make a special trip to your trailer park one night. Fuck a beretta I'll bring a baseball bat so I can hear the cracks of your knee caps and see if you can even stand to put up a fight. (Oh no he's lost it who the fuck gave Michael a mic) Back to you mike and Paige fuck you again for those social service visits that ripped me away from my sister damnit I miss her. and to the lady at brusters fuck you for only giving me 2 when i paid for 3 scoops cookies and cream is what dreams are made of I come from a bloodline of dead beats and drug dealers Their legacy ends with me cut the dead wood from my family tree Then burn up the remnants to warm up my cold heart hands and feet just to say that they did something for me. Held a resentment towards my father like how could you do that to my mother not my biological but the one that showed me love and took care of me when you were too busy to pick up the phone or to even come visit me? He's dead now the beef is over we’ll see

Mama I love you I mean it (drunk) I'm stuck somewhere between remorseful and heartless sos is the Morse code of my immortal souls heartbeat contemplating the significance of property when apparently my demise is only 6 feet deep It's hard to sleep when you don't want to eat Victory can only occur when one admits defeat The devil in disguise is the minds deceit It's hard to give a shit about chakras When your cousin walks and sleeps with a chopper no matter the pigment I want to see all of us prosper and eat (damn) Please someone wipe the tears from my mamas eyes I can't stand to see her cry My entire life is a lie I wanna do right by you I mean it I wanna be someone you can believe in I just can't see it happening this evenin (i’m sorry mama, How many times you gonna hear me say that mama) Pack up the bags let's get it We're going on a mission Burners got the minutes The only digits them hood rats are gettin I'm sick of sellin drugs I'm tired of spending every single night in the clubs Man I wanna make a difference fear has got my vessel constricted I'm lifted You and your homeboys lookin way to Suspicious That's why we choose to move with the nickel All the testers are missiles Remedy for your sniffles And the Profits will triple Allegedly we cripple enemies That fuck with the equity The recipe has been the same Since the seventies I rarely brandish weaponry Eventually Jealousy will be the death of me (Damn) Or the legacy of felonies Fuck therapy, the judge and the deputy women and chemistry Are the remedy Rest In Peace is the destiny Rest In Peace is the destiny (My demons always seem to be 12 steps ahead of me) (Have you ever felt so afraid Or ashamed of your past mistakes That you swore you'd take them to the grave Your soul it aches Your heart it breaks Are you willing to go to any lengths find the strength Michael Remember Your life's at stake) I'm about to unleash The beast that's locked up in me Hide your kids clear the streets And alert police Call a priest I'm about to shoot this Jesus freak And snatch his Jesus piece Cuz I need relief No I am not at peace No This is not defeat Knot in my fucking stomach No I cannot eat While my demons Feast on fucking dope and bleach Mama I'm sorry I couldn't Be there when you needed me Or sober at your sons funeral May he REST IN PEACE never mind how that piece of shit treated me Never mind how he ended up leavin me Michael leave it be Mama please believe in me Believe you me one day you'll see That I am not like him And he is not like me Down another bottle of gin It's time to let the demons free