There's an infestation in my mind's imagination,
I
hope that they choke on smoke 'cause I'
m smoking them out the basement,
This is not rap, this is not hip-hop,
Just another attempt to make the voices
stop,
Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something,
'Cause I wasn't the only
one who wasn't rushing to say nothing,
This doesn't mean I lost my dream,
It's just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean.