CHALLENGER'S RAP

• I’m in a comatose state, eyes are locked in front of me
• See only what’s in my gaze, blind to the world mean muggin me
• fighting this fugue is futile who’da knew i could screw the pooch up to this fuckin degree
• And motherfuck a degree I be wastin my life for some ink on a sheet
• I don’t know much but I do know we only get one shot at living on earth
• So I been penning this work tryna let out this pent up unlimited hurt
• How can I sin with a smirk, same way I spit in the dirt
• Tried repenting, ain’t work since the minute of quitting attendance at church
• This shit is deicide, slap in the face of an unseen maker
• I used to pray to Christ, asking for A’s on my umpteenth paper
• Now all this fucking anger, dominates all I think of
• Hard to have delicate speech when my heart pumps hate and my lungs breathe rancor
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• There ain’t much I won’t do or try, and keeping this between you and I
• I plan out murders so much more often than I ever contemplate suicide
• If we had a problem then you would die, why should I have to fall victim
• But this is all hypothetical anyway, I still play nice with the system
• Outside I smile and wave while I scream at myself for the lie on my face
• I’m way too tired to play, but the world is a stage where there’s lines I must say
• All fuckin times of the day, feel my fate’s written in space
• but when I try to erase, some bullshit will pull me back into the fray
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• Mind is a ghost town
• You don’t wanna be there when it goes down
• Trigger finger’s itchy to explode rounds
• Anybody near me can see clearly that I’m toast now
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• Slow down, no frowns, permitted when within the walls of your cult
• Squishing me into submission is really your vision, an illegit villainous goal
• The reaper ain’t stealing my soul, but I be the only one fighting
• Grip on my life’ll tighten till all my knuckles whiten heightened
• Sense of danger when a stranger offers me a kind favor
• I see through your veil and won’t fall prey to the mind flayer
• Spirits that enter your zone, kill em at will in an endless assault
• Then try to pin us at fault, I'm finishing this it’s the end of the road
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• Feel like I’m caught up in the spiderweb, venom hit can’t tell if I’m alive or dead
• Stuck in this suspended animation, craftwork machination only got a couple miles left
• Tired and tireless, awful combination
• Everything I do seems like it’s fraught with complications
• I was taught to face it with a taut resolve and break it
• But the challenge is outpacing how fast malice gets invited in
• Feel my potential is limitless, but in practice I be missing it
• Feel like I kick it with Sisyphus, sit at my desk and then get to upending it
• Skipped the fine print and parenthesis, back when I took on this life
• Drafting ideas got me hyped, flip on the switch and just look at the mic
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• Uhh I don’t know what to say
• That be my quote of the day, know that my flow beyond sorta cliche
• Slam the keyboard in a rage, stare in a daze at what’s wrote on the page
• Hope this can stoke an old flame, lately she think I’m so totally lame
• Been tryna grow but I can’t, so fucking stuck in my old silly ways
• But I know this ain’t the same, this one’ll surely now force me to change
• Finally close up the day, time to reload and replay
• Eyes are locked in front me, I’m in a comatose state