This is a song about "Being paralyzed by anxiety"

Paralyzed void it was my december

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Such a talent that could destroy by being lyrical shit doesn't need to get

Its like surgery being tried by a hospiral nurse

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

By this being that is to be describe as a heavenly construct.

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Paralyzed flow, these rhymes you gonna feel 'em.

To tell you were being lied to,manipulated by disguised fools

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree