It's never easy living in a world full of people you ain't forgiven
Temptation is to give in, to fit in, but when you know you didn't
Do anything wrong, then what is strong? What's the path to fall along?
If this is what it's like, then is it worth going on?
Seen a lotta family defeated teetering on edge of insanity
Wondering, well, could that be me?
Never seen success up close
Except from my dad I suppose
But only after pulled up from a nosedive
Several times clotheslined my life with his own pride
And that's from a good guy, and I'm the lucky kind
But still had a knife to my wrist so many times
I desensitized myself to thoughts that I'd die
Nowdays things are going fine because I work my ass off
Never looking back or fuckin' dealin' with the hassle
But if I could have a single wish to ease my mind I'd
Ask 'em all to give a bow and tip a hat, apologize

(chorus)
I didn't get my ass kicked every day
By my brain, so I could sit here and wallow in shame
While you defame me, I'mma run a crew on your main street
And we 'gon level whole street blocks with our dank beats
And rebuild America with a singular vision
An empathetic place where I'm not ashamed to raise children
I'd like to think it's more than a fantasy
But I have no reason to place my faith in humanity

All my fuckin' life accused of shit that I ain't even do
'Cause lynch the weirdo was the rule among the normie skater tools
And all the other punks in school who knew they were complicit
I hope your conscious eats at you at least for how you did it
And then the so-called critics give me characteristics
I never exhibited, and now the story's twisted
Yeah I know how to fix it, but shit makes me ballistic
They comin' at my money so you know they gettin' fisted
Bide your little time, take potshots from behind enemy lines
And see how long it takes for me to hunt you down and break your spine
And no, won't be no crew of mine you see that's comin' at you
Just me kicking your ass backed by a rousing cheer from Pantsu
I rap with hopes you'll see my pain without having to feel it
Don't worry 'bout the past and all the bullshit, cop the realness
Then go ahead and make the fuckin' world a better place
By being cool and being you and staying out of my fuckin face

(chorus)
I didn't get my ass kicked every day
By my brain, so I could sit here and wallow in shame
While you defame me, I'mma run a crew on your main street
And we 'gon level whole street blocks with our dank beats
And rebuild America with a singular vision
An empathetic place where I'm not ashamed to raise children
I'd like to think it's more than a fantasy
But I have no reason to place my faith in humanity

[Endless Jess]
Fuck hope.
and fuck having faith in you animals
28 years i been hated like a radical, i had to go
underground to be sound and safe
and take adderall just to face the day and feel awake

You never had a soul, I’m sick of the human race
In a basement i been pacing, counting lines on my face
debasing myself in the dark to earn a place of my own
with all the hearts that i have shown the way that i’ve grown
and fallen apart

Sick of you rich kids, sick of the privileged
sick of being hassled by bitches who never did shit
i never had shit, only had it hurled at me
over time that’ll make a mind twirl madly

Sick of being spat on and dissed like a loser
by kids with computers, i never had a future
me being here is a miracle and triumph
you’ve no right to diss my life until you try some
of my footwear, you’d stumble and look where
you bumbling fuckwits are stuck, shook in terror
you couldn’t beat level 1 of my game
you've been on easy your whole life and I’m the one shamed?

Sick and tired of living in shit, mired in it
like I’m Charlton Heston up on the Planet of The Idiots,
Simians, Simpletons, Cretins and Freaks,
a madhouse where the strong live in fear of the weak

People came to curse my name who ain’t even heard me
but i’ll be flying over this perch like I’m a birdie
like I’m Randal P Murphy, these faggots all wanna hurt me,
fry my brain and have the nurses strap me to a gurney

But i will escape, hatching a plan to break out and journey
Wide awake, I’m stacking my paper, ain’t even 30
My pain is a hammer you can’t take, you ain’t worthy
and my name is a promise you can’t break, made sturdy

What the hell you worms even worth to me?
There’s nothin worse to me, i know you’ll turn on me
and it occurs to me you nerds will murder me in the third degree
as soon as it’s convenient in effigy you’re burnin me
but i’ll be turnin up, like the burnin bird i’ve learned to be
chirpin and burpin and slurpin worms up, and turnin me
hotter from the flame in the furnace that is spurrin me
on to never fade, that’s why my name is eternity.