Finite

There's a stark contrast between people of my ilk,

And a weekend on a hill beneath the streets now overfilled,

With thoughts about homicide, abortion, and higher feels,

Inserting needles cause the mortgage bill can't make me feel like I'm real,

My mind steers,

Navigates through vicious clouds,

A bottle of henny loud,

These sorrows are fit to drown,

Commit to hustling lbs around the avenue,

A swig of henny down quicker than a glass of apple juice,

That's how we do,

Keep ourselves numb to reality,

The first casualty of war is truth in this faculty,

Perhaps I had to take a knee and play repeat daily on the masters beat,

Until the master see,

I'm actually what's happening,

What happened passion is extracted from the apple which,

Turned us into slaves of our desires,

Sadomasochists,

Perhaps a gift and a curse,

The earths a contradiction,

Like death bringing life,

Ignorance bringing wisdom,

Walkin' with a lonely strife,

 

 

(HOOK)

Not infinite,

Hell don't exist,

Wasn't sent from it,

Never served a sentence for murderin every instrument,

Never tryin to repent from it,

When I hear the beat Im not tempted to make another attempt at it,

Not infinite,

 

 

No one ever paid attention to me,

Just a lonely emcee,

Makin music non stop nightly,

Is it me? Partially

You'll never see music come outta me again,

I'll make sure of that for trust'n,

Bustin' my ass for nothin',

False hopes of dreamin' big,

Delved deep into my brain i did

I dig,

3 years led to blackness,

A void,

All they did was tell me to practice,

Annoyed,

I became so I put my work out,

Got into it,

Hop'in for followers to come about,

But they didn't,

Just emptiness,

 

 

(HOOK)

Not infinite,

Hell don't exist,

Wasn't sent from it,

Never served a sentence for murderin every instrument,

Never tryin to repent from it,

When I hear the beat Im not tempted to make another attempt at it,

Not infinite,

 

 

Perhaps my skill will show,

Maybe later I don't know,

i feel as if i have no flow,

To go,

This whole worlds turnin' so slow,

My minds numb,

Got less information then a glass of milk and a bread crumb,