Tables Turned

[Solv]

I’m not into fakes

Looking at your raps, that’s all you are

I know the stakes, I go for the heart

Pull on the strings, maniacally dark,

I’mma puppet master, a king of some sort

Playing you like a violin, welcome to my concert







I promise I’ll be gentle,

I don’t like violence

Cos it makes no sense

I’d rather violate

myself,

my head,

these thoughts gonna give me,

my death,

So I try to, avoid em and drown em

Ignore em and doubt em

Put em down and burry em,

But then they come up like skeletons

But they don’t stay in my closet,

They get-up in, my face, my space,

I may deposit vomit on your face

Oh great

Need room, misplaced, my keys,

No escape, these mistakes,

Cloud my mind and extradite

Things I can’t control, all lies

I love dark pink morning skies

I love thinking why?

Doubting thoughts, getting lost

In my maze, thinking I forgot

To cross some T’s

And I’d some dots

What’s that mean?

I forgot

Uh oh

There I go again

Uh oh

This that way I get

Uh oh

Its that time again

What time?

Lemme tell you when

It’s when imma win

And take charge of my thoughts

And show my demons I’m the boss

Tell them to shut up, countering their shots

Then watch them flop, call them floundering

Because I’m on top, and I’ll be the one

Devouring, now they’re cowering

Guess they didn’t know

I could get this way

Well, now they know,

And they’re terrified

The tables have turned

But that aside

Tears were shed

Panic’s attacked, many times, but I survived

So now am trying

To recapture my eyes

Cos I lost em way back

Back when I tried

To ignore all the bad

Which resulted in

Going blind, but now I see again

Moving forward

Finally got a vision

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Definitely got a beat going on here...