Patterns

[Intro]
I try to watch where I'm going, can't raise my eyelids
I try to hear what they're saying but it's silent
So I just go by instinct, hope I'm in sync
And I encourage everyone else to try this

[Verse]
I'm designed to rewind ahead of time behind the present
Defined the sublime, the deadlines keeping me guessing
You'll find that I shine, it's your bedtime cuz I'm the Crescent
Rely on thе mind, I said rhymes and learned my lеssons
Adolescents complain, I leave stains when I say raps
Like amateur janitors with empty canisters of Ajax
I need to take naps before my brain snaps
Or I'ma go lay flat across the train tracks
The plain fact remains that I'm psycho, might go ballistic
And erase any trace the human race ever existed
The cleverest infant, that kid kicking misfit shit
Satan's spawn since I'm sick, sick, sick
Part Indigenous, part venomous, part hypnotist
So you don't wanna get with this as if I had syphilis
A tad different, I'm not in it for the money
So I'm not spoken for like ventriloquist dummies
I open doors or close minds without leaving my quarters
Cuz I'm a writer, giving biters eating disorders
I'm reaching forward so I can hold everything hostage
Then drop shit like eating sloppy joes with chopsticks
The plot thicks, the clock ticks, I watch this apocalypse
Sending dropkicks to those who mock this with nonsense
Honest, this sentence is fatter than the abdomen
Of Richard Simmon's women on missions to raid the kitchen cabinet

[Bridge x2]
There's something in my brain that I just can't contain
Searching for an explanation, only found myself to blame

So I'ma send a battle rhyme to all the critics
With lots of pictures and big letters so hopefully they get it
And when they get it, they take a minute and read it
And by the time they're finished, they actually start to believe it

[Hook x2]
I'm yelling carpe diem just to seize the day
It's kinda hard to see, could you lead the way?
There's something on my chest that I need to say
To ease the pain, I'll never be the same