Beat is "The Recreation" by ODDStatus Focused on doing more with my vocals and trying to make something that BUMPS.

Pop in Locked in Focus on the toxins Fillin up your mind Divine the feeling flocking Crowdin Clouding Always is surroundin Notifications Taste of poison poundin Pulsing Motions Simmering commotions Oceans of attention Tense in the devotion Worship Perfect All the time is worth it All of me is breathed In feeds of what I’m searchin Surface Urgent Something is emerging Hilly swells of guilt Is built to make uncertain Sermons Pleading Something to believe in Working like a worm Dis-easing inner reason Reeling Deeper Try to catch a keeper Fishin for the wishes Eager to deceive ya Even Steal ya Pieces you reveal of Every little picture Posted of your figure Failure

It will assail ya Enemies of progress Always seem to tail ya

Jailer

Of your regalia Closeting your glow Bestowed in what you tailor

Tear up

What ensnares ya Gazes of the crowd Panopticon of terror

Hero

Is what you are

Charge into the action Focus on the stars

Pop in Locked in Feel the ticky-tok-in Moments growing close In holdin what your clockin Fire Fire Heightened by desire Inner ambition Mission makes it higher Bind it Wind it Into your designin’ Patterns of enacted Actions in alignment Worship Perfect All the time is worth it All of me is breathed In seasons that I’m birthin’ Surface Urging Something is emerging Continents immense In sentiments I’m certain Urban Centers Made of inner mentors Mentally discern The purpose I’m inventin’ Culture Molten Made of what is chosen Anvil of the people Slammed into the molding Break it Shape it Into your replacement Who you become is one With what your chasing