This is an iteration of a song I wrote in 2010. But it turns that song on it's head. HOOK: All I hear is motherfuckers fucking each other on the fucking phone All I hear is bitches bitching about other bitches while they sitting at home All I hear is these little kids listening to the global grid With nothing to tell them what's different Ask them what their symbol is V1: I don't listen to the news I don't read the paper watch it move what's it gonna do when you need a taper? how you gonna lose how you gonna win when everything is just another symbol limb I'm simple too but don't believe my simple rules dump on me dump on you nobody listens for the truth only listen for the proof to put in I'm talking to the room and talking to the pudding They tell me to move but I don't listen dropping bombs on bonds I don't give in I'm a long since gone shot I don't live in my songs, caught I live in a single word it's plainspoke and I'm on the verse don't diss other rappers I'm pissed and I'm plastered say what I want only question looking backwards and what comes after HOOK: All I hear is motherfuckers fucking each other on their fucking phones All I hear is bitches bitching about other bitches while they sitting at home All I hear is these little kids listening to the global grid With nothing to tell them what's different Ask them what their symbol is V2: I don't listen to people around me everyone says something got something to say about drowning don't criticize rap music it's a hard craft, takes skill I'm making music I'm invested, practice every day but still I'm just electives I'm four years away from mastering my alphabet not sure if I'll make it or make an outfit out of deaf I'm death-inspired in spite of all this fire in my chest I'm tired but gotta keep climbing to my best There was an infinite horizon above my bed I tried to climb but fell onto the best I'm on my last dime, all the accounts are emptied on account of investing myself in sounds a plenty I can live but I can't make a living barely floating kicking and I'm hoping I can catch a drift and go with the wind where ever it's blowing but I know it's HOOK: All I hear is motherfuckers fucking each other on their fucking phones All I hear is bitches bitching about other bitches while they sitting at home All I hear is these little kids listening to the global grid With nothing to tell them what's different Ask them what their symbol is V3: Bridge the gap between verse and bridge and gap in teeth I'm mapping streets, got a degree in geography don't speak (breathe) Listen again I'm tipping intent the dimple is dense a pin ful of tense a blister that pops a pistol that stops the bullets and blocks a bullet don't stop pierce the clock again --- tripping those hands the typical man is simple to bend HOOK: All I hear is motherfuckers fucking each other on their fucking phones All I hear is bitches bitching about other bitches while they sitting at home All I hear is these little kids listening to the global grid With nothing to tell them what's different Ask them what their symbol is BRIDGE: Ask them what the symbol is X4 (and I proclaim I am the greatest rapper since Hershey himself, wrapping these words in a package to sell…do it all for myself) HOOK: All I hear is motherfuckers fucking each other on their fucking phones All I hear is bitches bitching about other bitches while they sitting at home All I hear is these little kids listening to the global grid With nothing to tell them what's different Ask them what their symbol is

I feel like there's a target on my head painted on the back of the last thing you never said I made peace with my demons, and god knows I won't be kneeling to pray for his forgiveness, he's the one that put the feelings in it you want my two cents? here's a dime for a diamond and a bruised sense of what it means to be close-minded I'm a ruined watch that won't keep time and make me move it the hands that won't stay wind I'll just keep doing what I do until you arrive, old ironsides It appears I would jump into traffic just to feel the reaction, just to get the tears intact and freeze 'em, stare at the happenstance take the guillotine to my reasons and still here I stand I'm feeling a bit lopsided they cut my face off fed it to rotweiler's and then they faced off I'll rot while I stay soft if you parse my language it's based off the same shit you explained in basic something has to happen and be the impetus for an adverse reaction They ask me to read between the lines but it's fast heat, never cold enough to attach only ashes fall from the cigarette, it's not a habit it's a way to deal with my stress I wouldn't have it if I were truly blessed these blisters show how much pain I put in to reach a par of going broke and the same can be writ for all the time I lost in nope all the hope is being bolted down I lack the tools to remove it and my schooling is slow as sound as fast as light I want to be but I've been passing years in quantity Don't you see?

I was never one to read comic books the superheroes I could commandeer associate with in common fear of father's here, father's gone father's weird cosign the loan statements compiled up in loading bays one line is known far away the rest are laid to rest in place buy less they say but never save a second to line up their navels on sea-faring benches abel murders cain to make room for his angst and then thanks his mother for giving birth before jumping from the fertile earth he lays Hook: it's this cold knife that i plunge into my whole life clip your dollar off coupon I'm gonna trottle off try to throttle my galoshes stomp and stop as I soon as I hear the change fall from my pockets near to reach and pick up something lost its my job, like I'm peeling off my gauze the bandages are bandits, run away from their encampments and scavenge all they can since, nothing seems to land with me dreaming like my nightmares are free and I can write scared be just another man right there standing on the corner waiting for his one true love if you believe in that or his whore to come on up and eat his cash trash made of white bags translucent hype tag I'm bored of this don't you take me Hook: cold knife plunge into my whole life

click and left click click and right click click and click Judge my directions judge the way that I'm been testing I'm investing my congestion only thoughts are second-guesses left in ether the either don't tether my peter to feed her feet up, don't let the fate escape regulate the heater meter-feeder say my prayers to my mind reader let me meet her as of late, it's he who heard I had a way with heathen words and had to wait before the reason burst before the reason hurt the safe word is that I am never safe my clots coagulate the blood a lot a park alarm the mud is hot I cut his business card cause effects no he don't talk he's personal affects are lost in real wrongs click and left click click and right click click and click all to hell with it I'm all inclusive held it quick 'cuz hell don't quit selling two for held a whip I'm held in cellars by my wish this prison is a jail cell free escape and aol my nail held my stocking waiting for the santa claus to stop in, cop it claim it all a cock-fight cocking his gun in my night my dreams are happy like his type is unkempt all are shaven all if all lips are sealed down in blindfolds revealing nine holes courses in the mini golf of course you're talking to the mini hulk

It depends who you ask some people call me plainspoke others call me gary and some still are left with blank notes because my name is tearing at the edges urban dictionary says it's an asshole with a vengeance but I'm back in my home in my head with my favorite kind of medicine, kind of menacing a condescending mess it's bitter happy endings gone against the many but I'm trying to send a message to my best friend of plenty who's left with a pile of bills and paperwork not a person, but my favorite word I pay them first a visit to the hospital where they been living searching for pots of gold in which they piss in when it's cold and all the polls are stuck to wishes I got old who am i and who do i want to be where am i and when am i gonna see divvy up the vestiges of all the things I've ever been the nest it sits, empty with the next of kin I gently, lent the lexicon it sent me to another place where no one ever met me with my other face I fetch the faith then glue it, pasting all the way I've wasting all the weight the worsted yarn is what it's weighed its what I saw that's wetter stayed the weather stayed and made it's name I don't do this fake if it rains, it reigns if it breaks, it brakes all the same I only chase the lonely wait for home but I don't know these who am i and who do i want to be where am i and when am i gonna see these are giveaways for the people they give away adopted at any age doesn't matter where they came from if they came and if they change some that's all that matters today I handle it and it's my mandolin that fades, candle-lit, pistol-whipped by the kid he missed in his ish his lines are ill but repetitive they kill nobody but I bet you think it's funny muster up the courage and cunning better bit by the bunny I'm running never to stop it ain't it lotty press the play and pop shit it's another topping that don't stand a chance to hipping hopping opportunities knocking but who's me that's talking moodily unlocking moods and stocking brews nobody's doodling talking news it's all the canoodling I peruse the blues and find the blacks a plus is all the slacks are cut with care but listen, they're ticking, set aside the land, it's missing the bomb is bigger than the band, I band against the hansel, gretel and handsome threats full of pretzels pissing the petals of flowers away that's hours a day who am i and who do i want to be where am i and when am i gonna see they ask me to breathe but I can't find my breath I can't conclude if it's the rest or if it's all I've got left if it's a test and I've been leaving since I could step 'because I believe in what's ahead if I'm confined to the feeling that I've been fine I'm dead I'm a mime of a mime a copy of a copy of a mind that's been read you can mine it but the gold's been bled I've been running the other way since nobody told me otherwise the way is thin but nobody told me you can cut through the lines hey! two-ply is never enough for a man who's real life is paper-mache stuffed with a face of a page I'm double or nothing they say but I don't know what they say 'cuz I don't listen, I only talk who am i and who do i want to be where am i and when am i gonna see

Show your face tell 'em how you feel when you wait and how you heal, if you break the wheel is made in outer space I'm outta space, in my apartment in my mind I'm comparted calculate the distance between being hard and disheartened I set the bar and drink until I shake beneath the weight of our achievements make me feel like I need you to sleep and eat and weave in and out of consciousness before I drift at least and I lean on others for support before they missing me since orphans never dream they drop me before I'm capable of standing leave me to slump and steadily land in narcissistic lumps they go hand in hand with cancerous answers and generic legos my answer wasn't fake though I'm trying to get away trying to escape I'm trying to get away but I'm trying too late Show me your name it's kinda similar to one I had before or a friend I forget of which I've had so more the lessons never seem to end just memories and seams that fit together but never seem to mend remember me before you leave for men a family and a reason then to banish me to islands that form a lens and formalize my eyelids my stripes are aligned but this is a goodbye in silence though it doesn't look right there's still so much time in the book, write the lines are good but there's a little space between the rhymes and hooks I lace my shoes like it's the last time I'm ever gonna do this then I walk up, knock, and ask who it is I'm trying to get away trying to escape I'm trying to get away but I'm trying too late Show me your hands cut up by the chances taken make a sand trap fall into it only hatred ask my name as if it's changed since last time we exchanged these glances thanks for your advances toward my batshit crazy this and your batshit crazy that I'm just a space cadet that happened to piss my pants call me lazy, yes? I'm focused the only one with the boat that's never broken 'cuz I never sail to keep my options open I'm trying to get away trying to escape I'm trying to get away but I'm trying too late

I'm stumbling over the basics try to find my stride and take it bet it's tired of being naked always out in the open spaces breaking down, I'm broken tell me how to slow the moment is it a mechanism? is it a mold? is it a bowl of wisdom? pulsing, throbbing feel it in my heart, it's bobbing up and down sob and feel it bounce around inside my scars it's robbing me of my good will like a bad man, masks his filth with habits I can fill a journal with anything but what happened I'm just another Smith Winston's got his other mistress in this room we talk about how flakes of glitter make the glass break spittle, goes that pitter-patter down the glass hate this prism, it's like prison, reflecting the innards back with him feeling like his shit is whack hit him over the head with a baseball bat and kill him 'cuz he's dead inside to me the meat is still in he decides to leave while he's a head heading toward the betting booth but his eyes are tired, too tired to climb I'm betting you he can't see the signs, he's blinded by time and debt nothing to make up for when he's already filled with regret If I had a penny for every time I said that I'm just another Smith Winston's got his other mistress in this room we talk about how My bones are crackling in the wind like leaves I've never seen or been never seems to be the same as when it begins I feel the pain, the seams are thin seasons change I look within, it's saying I'm already finished but I'm not ready to give in this limits our relationship, sink it while we still shit up on the windowsill where pills live around this rust bucket of love, fill it I crush it between what's just enough and kill it to lean up on my pillars when they come up 'cuz I'm just another Smith Winston's got his other mistress in this room we talk about how in this room we talk about our losses, talk about our crosses we crawl away in awe with the room

Maintain that same sense of patience and everything has changed since that day that we changed it she changed and I changed yet still we say we stayed the same and everything around us just on came and drowned us all arcane I can say that it's a chain and you can break the links but we both know that that's not the way the world drinks the weight of the world weighs us down with the raising up pick a number, lucky lotto, hoping that you win a buck it's all so automatic, we stay living noble as a savage, just stay looking for those cups in the kitchen cabinet it's a tragic story, just waiting to be written sitting knitting in the middle while everything's been hit and I'm a mitten, pit and all a pick of parliament pit at a parlor trick I bought a whiff a smoke never inhaled never went home ever the whale, ever alone ever to sail, onto my mode and even though you've tried these are my eyes the size is double and triple we live a little but double-dip in what it tickles a nickel a pickle of pennies try to blend but we barely have memories and enemies our heads, our centerpiece it's ending for free but then it means since the energy's potential not yet achieved like even you try to breathe believe in these lies to feed and healing through time is heathen I am cheap don't read my mind, just read these eyes and you'll cheat I'm leaking oil before you ever need to see it boil off the edge, it's nonsense, to steal the coils a concept of minds perpetual and foiled I'm a line digressing from the soil lest it's mine to toil I'm invested and this time I work until it's perfect and then I break it down to burn it we keep the world turning we keep the world turning because we hurt it we keep the world turning because we heard it and even though you tried these are my eyes

To achieve our aim and mission it is rocket science a common complaint of our condition because we've been taking sides and itching patches pricked into our hides with the needles of lies to hide the idols idolize the idle lives we hide oh why oh why is that the wild west in wiser times where the trials are kept in vials of pressurized miles of lesser minds and tiled to present what's rightly mine to the people that wait in line for the products of our design the files are filed away and down to pry apart the page it's mine and if we call this art it's time to start our healing phase heat and gauze revealing age our rhymes are weakened by the week and we can see the scars of defeat in the eyes so speak your heart in bleak cause and better breathe before we caulk these windows and doors are recalled handle the horrors of heat loss and force I don't want to lose you now theres no place to go underground i don't wanna lose you now theres nowhere to go but down nowhere x 1200028 if you look around theres nowhere to go nowhere to go if you're found totally forgot about a tally my salary is paid in celery and celibacy so sell 'em what's cheap I've never been deep just difficult to read and it's typical of me to be blunt but I've blown a few fuses in my drunken muses what? it's the gum stuck to the shoes that shows what I been using and who's in? nobody but I'm choosing a few since it's oozing out the seams, now whose gon' call it my dream, and I'm in college now just trying to scheme my way out of what you call this I don't want to lose you now theres no place to go underground i don't wanna lose you now theres nowhere to go but down nowhere x 1200028 if you look around theres nowhere to go Nowhere to go if you're found

complicated like infinite jest convoluted conflate it like all of the rest come pollute it I compliment my favorite contemplate the sacred second guess these acrid smells can't contain it I can tell to touch this page and it's pavement since this isn't my favorite dish I pay to win and play to finish the game don't quit inside your limits do I know you? I already bought my plot it's a nice shady spot where the grandmother sits and knits her pot-holders pulls all stops I cost a million dollars cold and clammy hands of granny hand-me-downs and panniers the penny heard it go down I'm gon' land you first the biggest fist for the biggest fish right through the hook into the dish I persist and exist outside town simultaneous fuck you I'm listening I'm speaking I'm saying on what's on mind fuck you that's what's on my mind ask what's on my mind yes you do we saw each other last night noon full moon so bright I blind you with my shoe crush your skull beneath my foot I'm talking, bitch don't listen good it's awful shit, don't listen good fuck you I'm listening I'm speaking I'm saying on what's on mind fuck you that's what's on my mind ask what's on my mind do I know you? tongue-in cheek I bend my rules around the menace can't seem to see the end of this and beginnings are shit Dennis don't go to school he's always dropping out with tenants that are cool at the end of the lease at least that's the fools fuck you I'm listening I'm speaking I'm saying on what's on mind fuck you that's what's on my mind ask what's on my mind

I don't know what I feel how I feel about it how you feel? when I'm feeling up or feeling down it's feeling feelings indescript in verbs and nouns I take 'em to my crypt that's in the ground eternal, everlasting bliss that's what they say when someone passes how you know that's how it happens? that we'll ever be truly happy have a beat and have a rappy have a nap and take a seat in the back, see there's no seatbelts in the sea, felt it drift endlessly to sleep I'm set to see so much but don't enough fucks I lack the motivation to walk for three minutes sit for fifty until I'm finished and satiated my limits are 1-5 if I'm double-dipping I'm menacing to no one you meant to say that I was slow when I said I was sorry but today is not yesterday you know it's the past we don't repeat even though we do tongue-in-cheek advertisements advertise a line of ties for father's day but what if your father doesn't wear a tie he's not a father in their eyes what's that say about your complexion and what you hide I best get going further away from the point of origin I tried this oar but the boat just keeps turning toward you just keeps turning toward you forward i row backward i go it's the past we don't repeat even though we do tongue-in-cheek

Issac is his name fucked his mother Katrina lies did just the same as Mother Teresa mind it never changed she lost the train to sainthood now she's a woman on a billboard, built for change if change is good ask them what we'd kill for yet she remains our woods these angles are built for tangles that pilfer dangle over tills to tangle our time and limit our lips label the lies the truth and quit able to rise, never to live it's a game played by men that know the rules it's a game changed by men that know to choose they run from you limit what you pay back like in it, could you say that? a gimmick for the stray cats estranged from the pack abstain from the black sorcery make it so serene-ic close to me, I'm close to screaming know me I'm bulimic throw up all the bullshit holding it in motion ocean if its open Hoping it's broken before I break it to broke-in make it uniform unique like a unicorn you need to conform and tell us apart before we're born it's a place to stay warm, to be warned before the outset torn apart in mourning, I'mma pour myself in ounces and pound this fist into the ground it's down quick sink into the density around this I quit before my gown slips and my lips are sealed by drowned ships can't seem to swim in this, it's typical to bounce in gelatin, jealousy is crowned king by the men I'm counting in this it's a game played by men that know the rules it's a game changed by men that know to choose they run from you the bills are crisp and freshly printed painted over by the freshly minted princes, don't wince at the image in his head it's the better men that limit what you've said I grimace through the pain, you diminish what I've laid I can't change that, only can remain sad or pick up my belongings throw em out the window as the train pass my chain catch, the lesson: living long and laid last paid in cash, I barely exist the plastic is my only gist I'm packing up my shit these packages are mist in the fog, get caught in your paws live forever like the host with the most applause only nobody knows that it's you in claws only nobody cares that you are lost only nobody's here to take you home when you've got nowhere to go and it's all that you want in this game that you are it's a game played by men that know the rules it's a game changed by men that know to choose they run from you

It's about kinda how everyone lives alone, or at least goes through life on their own, how we're all isolated from each other on our own little islands that we swim to as we grow up, from water children that are free and carefree to adults stuck on their little islands until the day they cease to be. V1: I ask a question but don't care about the answer ask me again, that's what you got hands for take notes, scribble with a pen and pay for living it again my paper writ itself, I rid myself of all these vapors fake people living fake lives as real as I take a knife stab it in to my right hand not my write hand, that's the left there's nothing left when you ingest all the stuff in nearest death I'm here and then, it's never better always getting split ends I better mend the fabric patches in a hole to limit access hold my hand while I minimize what that says and go against my best judgement 'cuz when you look into the lens I'm the only one that loves it Hook: I'm a water child living in an island X3 V2: awake, remember nothing but the wake I think my dreams are nothing but the wait waiting for the dinner plate, I don't eat no more just sleep until I pay the rent that's if I pay the rent and paint the picture as they meant I paint the beast but the pain is deep and I obtain the fee but it's not for free it's awful see, I try to be the blindest but the sun just keeps blinding with that whitecraft insolation the insulation is crap and I'm a hall of nations hauling everybody by body bag and drainage basin into christmas dinners we got box after box of christian sinners in set places locks are weighted, deadbolt have a bowl and bread for that dreadful evening the leavening of reasons to be a hegemony mass marketed I'm in the wrong enemy our marks are picked, pocked hip-hop a struggle of shit rocked I want to leave but I'm here stopped this a piss-poor architecture cardboard box hold better than a ledger they don't let you go bankrupt call it a support system I call it staying poor 'cuz if you ain't with them you with them that's my piece of wisdom busted it out with a pair of pliers see that that's my nerve sticking out on the wire Hook: I'm a water child living in an island X3 V3: It's what you get when you mix two pieces of shit you get shit but eventually you get bricks to build up with and mold a new built up kick to ride in silence pick up those eyelids and tick the boxes check em off like the rocks is with every clock tick I talk shit to myself and everyone hurts because I fell inside my verse the cellar's lights are broke on purpose I broke my purpose it was to rap these verses better than I ever did before the word slipped but I'm worth it you can count on the curses keeping up with the burns I got my muffins done perfect Burns don't know my last name first came served in the fast lane sir Hook: I'm a water child living in an island X3