Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
 The weight on my shoulders is like cargo
 And I don't wanna know how deeply that my scars go
 It's like the fetus in the womb by Leonardo
 They got me feeling like Buscemi out in Fargo
 As a kid I would just stare up at the stars though
 And pray that eventually I'd have a God's flow
 Remember riding in my father's Monte Carlo
 Two months later he dead, now I'm in a fog broke
 Papi, Mami, I love you, but what do you do when there's trouble
 How do you process that life is a beautiful [bad word] 
 I could end it [bad word]  all without moving a muscle
 And I'm too old to let the left hook loose in a scuffle
 How do I deal with the designation to be ill?
 As far as (I see I know?) separation isn't real
 I don't believe in the philosophy that schism kill
 Cause every time I kiss my son it warm my inner chill

 [Hook]
 I try to stay sane in this game it ain't easy, hey
 I done made my own lane, and I swear you'll believe me, hey
 I live in this world full of anger and hate
 And nobody is safe in this place but (?) or me
 I try to stay sane it ain't easy, hey

 [Verse 2: Rite Hook]
 Nothings equivalent to the deep pain I was given
 And what I'm giving is something for you to sit and figure
 The derivative of it, even if you can love it
 Most of them hate it but [bad word] em
 You can suck my [bad word] when it's uncovered
 (?) everyone under the sun
 Where [bad word] from summer close to living with none
 I been dealing with it, (?)
 Just paint my [bad word] canvas with the pictures I'm hearing about
 Been sinking every day of my life
 It's getting older couple mil man [bad word] that'd be nice
 How many shows do I gotta [bad word] murder?
 (?) until they can splash the industries
 Like a sea of infinity of blatant trash, ha
 All I can do is laugh at it
 While I'm [bad word] with sobriety like a classic addict
 Someone call the record labels and let em know
 That I don't give a [bad word] if I make it or never blow

 [Hook]

 [Verse 3: Slaine]
 Feel the hellfire, the heaven on ya
 Think some day I'll reach my dreams but I'm never gonna
 I got a [bad word] loose, and a deuce deuce
 You got small lies. I got small [bad word]  When the [bad word] and it's burning ya
 You either find out that you was or (?) ya
 I'm still [bad word]  sleeping on my friend's furniture
 But I stay determined cause I know what I can turn into
 They told me that I couldn't do what I did
 I saw the future, I just knew as a kid
 I would visualize the life that I grew up to live
 When you listen to me rhyme, I tell you who the [bad word] is
 The legend rebel, the peasant devil
 The high court MC, smash anyone against me with heavy metal
 My balls are big enough to break walls at every level
 My music (?) kids from all towns and every ghetto
 I'm an anomaly mommy, nobody's calling me or
 Stopping my lyrics from spreading, I'm more like gonorrhea
 Life isn't easy, is it?
 When all you see is a blizzard
 I'm going back to demic
 I think I need a visit