Highs 2 Lows (Feat. Cise Starr)

Individual stars float in an ocean of God
Rockin' a pinky ring of Saturn while I'm visitin' Mars
Egos bigger than Jupiter are breakin' the bars
Holdin' me back down to Earth through physical laws

Touchin' the moon, grace as I ready resume
Comets flyin' through space, bringin' possible doom
Blockin' the Sun, bring a holocaust on the world
I'm talkin' back to Father Time, Mother Earth is my girl

I got the wings of angels walkin' down the valley of death
Watchin' my step 'cause The Devil's never one to respect
Come correct on the studio track, takin' it back
To the pen and pad, I blast the original rap

Brother on the b-boy tip
With Krylon spit, I tag the charts with the graphical hits
So who you fuckin' with? Arm, leg, leg to arm, head
Snappin' your neck back while you spit out a Pez
I be the original son of a bitch, hurtin' your wrist
'Cause you spinnin' my shit so much the needle skip

Flip to the rhythm and reminisce
Remember the days of '94, hip-hop was a gift (okay)
Words outta her lips came straight from the heart
Never prepackaged or bought for negative thought

Peddled to consumers, magazines, and rumors
Commercial spots turn real artists to looters (haha)
Precise rap, rock and roll, nigga, let's do this
I'll float through notes, break beats with my maneuvers

Yo, regardless, while I be movin' swiftly through darkness
Plottin', chartin' my path, I'm runnin', cuttin' my losses
Stumblin' over unknown bumps and complications
And tribulations of my life of revelations

Yo, regardless, while I be movin' swiftly through darkness
Plottin', chartin' my path, I'm runnin', cuttin' my losses
Stumblin' over unknown bumps and complications
And tribulations of my life of revelations

Speakin' to Scorpius makin' my heart turn to porcelain
It used to have a steady beat, now it's easily broken
Mind coastin', train of thought stopped emotions
Wellin' at the core of my bein', causin' commotion

Need to release 'cause the stress'll tear me to pieces
My love ceases and my thoughts break into leases
The height of my life, but the strife makin' me leave this
I can't beat this, goin' to God to defeat this

Will He help, or do I have to do this myself?
Alone and confused, the blues burden my health
My eyes remain closed 'cause my highs are lows
I'm feelin' the blows of rain 'cause my pain is cold

Now who am I? A man, or pawn in life?
Livin' day to day, I pray, am I wrong or right?
Losin' my mind, so maybe you can help me find
The way to go so I can be leavin' this pain behind

Tryna sleep, "Sleep is the cousin of death"
Said a wise man from Queensbridge on beats he blessed (yeah)
Tryna rest, instead, I rest my head
On a pillow of hardships, misery is the bed

On my back, I lie, I can see the skies
Through the glass ceilin', the reason tears drownin' my eyes
And I can't move, grief won't let me think
My soul is dry, I crawl just to take a drink
I made you blink, think like invisible man
With mechanical hands, tryin' to reach out to my fans

Yo, regardless, while I be movin' swiftly through darkness
Plottin', chartin' my path, I'm runnin', cuttin' my losses
Stumblin' over unknown bumps and complications
And tribulations of my life of revelations

Yo, regardless, while I be movin' swiftly through darkness
Plottin', chartin' my path, I'm runnin', cuttin' my losses
Stumblin' over unknown bumps and complications
And tribulations of my life of revelations

Yo, viscosity of the hidden meanin' between my words
Thicken the plot, I got hidden rhythms and verse
I'm loadin' a hearse, you bitin' like a Dracula curse
I'm bringin' the worst of hurt like a sermon in church

Pertainin' to you, hurts just to listen to truth
So you'd rather listen to lies, so you're livin' to lose
I'm beginnin' to win, young man masterin' sin
Battle within, lookin' at The Devil and grin

I'm flippin' the script, walkin' on a journey and trip
On the gurney and missed at the fact that life is a bitch
And I'm hatin' this shit, losin' blood, makin' me Crip
The stakes is high, bet, and I lost the grip

Searchin' for bliss with the razor over my wrist
Needin' a job, but the drug test's checkin' my piss
I'm lookin' through a window and seein' Immaculate Conception
Reborn, piercin' my core with seven swords

A knight in a war, lookin' to the eyes of the Lord
Calculatin', want more, seein' the signs of heaven nevermore
The last matador ridin' a pale horse
Losin' my course, splittin' the hairs, causin' divorce

Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumbled upon
Lost jewels of thought-thought to be gone
Lost forever, I sever motherfuckers with letters
Written in script, forward to the rap that I rip
From the top of the lip, make a drink, takin' a sip
Then I'm gulpin' the shit, fallin' deeper in the abyss