UNDIAGNOSED Lyrics

Stutter steppin

Stutter steppin' in no particular direction

Affection, what I lack as I grow

This is the perspective of the undiagnosed

Somethin' inside settin' the fire to my soul

Mr. Artisan, please honor him

It's a kabib to a Conor man

The public not fond of him

Get the record straight

Open your ear holes so these words can penetrate

I give you details, but you still infiltrate

65K for the educate

Got the keys to the golden gate

At the entrance doing figure-eights

Innovative and intrusive thoughts

You got ice, I got frost

You got frost, I got glaciers

Almighty JSON, elite beat maker

Ain't stoppin' till I got a couple acres

As-salamu alaykum, alaikum salam

Peace on you, my brother, please carry on

Guts boostin' like a new cool Flareon

Ah, yeah, and we back with it

Track after track like a fiend with a bad habit

If Rick were here, he be like, that boy so savage

Cabbage gettin' crushed up, wreaking havoc on my frontal

Thought it was an advantage, but really be causin' damage

But I managed, leave the baggage at the front door

Gag a couple of dumb whores

Very stagnant in the uproar

Loose lips be speakin' from the cupboards

What for

Enemies deceivin' and they want more

And take more with no consent

Your soul's at risk, so let me hold it quick

You might get exposed and dead

Do you wanna be a holy man

Them creatures want you to roll with them

On the highway to hell, ridin' high up on my high horse

One thing to live ,but many more things to die for

So much consistency, life became an eyesore

Seven years later, what'd I really waste my life for