Void

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah You know I fall into the void sometimes You know I fall into the void sometimes You know I fall into the void The the the the void You know I fall into the void sometimes You know I fall into it Okay Food for thought As the rains from the gods engulf my broken heart I wrote this song with powers Endowed to me from a dwarf star I traveled near and far In hopes of someone to hold my heart Afraid to have a spark Cause if I miss my shot then ill erupt I tried to get lost in nature Smell the flowers and such I even picked the daisies apart To my distraught she said she loved me not I never laughed so hard at my own pain Every since the day I swore that I would never be the same So I traveled the universe spewing hate and rebuking love Traveled from planet to planet Frantic destroying worlds Things would forever change when I found me a special girl Told me that life was precious no matter for in this world She said to think about it All of this pain that you've endured Is the reason for all your hurt That's why you feel the need to burn All lives creation and the problems that you facing In correlation to the hatred in your mind When you fall into the void I know you fall into the void You know I fall into the void sometimes You know I fall into the void sometimes You know I fall into the void The the the the void You know I fall into the void sometimes You know I fall into it Execute these flows  Got a vision with a black hole  Mind still changing  While emotions still draining  Spent my time lost in the void  Moon walking on my Jackson  I jack son like Micheal but no action  Break bones and show no love  Bumping bone thugs  Leave ya peace with envy you speak  So Squash em like the bugs  Treat em like the drugs  And you flush em down the drain  If you seen how many bodies drop  Would you do the same?  I guess pain ain't as simple as that  We don't ever talk no shit  We don't ever fight back  We abusing all these drugs  Love is what you losing  Execution what you choosing  You just go and grip the tool  And so now they killed again  Sitting on that evidence  Problem is ya greed over dead presidents Young eight they say i'm so heaven sent  Ya'll irrelevance is killing me  Just keep on pedaling And ain't nothing you can tell me  Ain't nothing you can sell me  Ain't nothing you can mail me  Tell me please tell me  Do it hurt to watch yo homies die? And I say  And I hurt to watch his mother cry  And we pray  So Kick them cups that you sitting on  Obvious you living wrong  You show up with intent to harm  They show up with the tints and arms  Ask me if I'm crazy Rhyming till I'm fucking eighty  Rolling in my grave g I hope you make it home safely  I hope you make it home safely