DEFENDER'S RAP

• When you facing N DOT, it's Red Dot, head shot
• Like C O D black ops, task force, mask on, mash hard
• Leave you on the side of the road like a traffic stop
• All you hear is silence like some placid calm
• I'm that quiet one, they warned you about,
• Denial comes, then I swarm you with doubts
• I got vile lungs, creatures swarm from my mouth
• I don't fire guns, I shoot thorns when I shout
• Born in a drought, devoid of the ability to be a devout anything
• But spirituality in amounts I doubt you could count on levying
• Precise swipes like the night time machete swings
• Of a jungle dweller on a bender looking for a natural sedative
• Depression is a glass half empty, fill it
• Obsession is a rap amassed, don't tempt me, I kill it
• I used to think depression was my inner voice,
• Til I realized it boils down to a simple choice
• Sit back in sadness, get popped like a pimple's point
• Or fill that glass up and watch the top of it ripple
• I be on top of a big pair of breasts like a nipple
• Fuck wrist slitting, bitching and just wishing, surviving is not living
• Whining is not giving the time be alive, something missing?
• It's inside your head, that peace you lost, no figure out where it's fitting