Insane Pt 1

[VERSE 2: AVIE FRESH]
Under a canopy of stars my sanity
Is barred up, and I'm trapped feathered and tarred up with scars cuts, bruises I'm useless,a nuisance
Industry refuses, there ruthless, im insane came
In the game with no big name producers
Profuse talents invalid they shit on your exclusives
This isn't Ruth Chris, I ain't eating steak from making music, my papes proven though it ain't from penning thoughts, bought this Benz and Porsche cause knowledge is power tremendous force, I mental divorced the game, no more stressors, no more scores of full court pressure
This sport I score for pleasure, and I win when a gem swishes, never hitting rim wishing on a star is sin make your magic, from within I win
Avie is Avaricious, could it be I Have a sickness
Have you bitches clearing the sea
Like BlueFin tuna fish is, you know that the truth is in this
The true defenders you won't ever witness
It ain't music love it's called the music business
So what you gotta do is follow the model
Poppin some bottles
But id rather be rakim on apollo
It's hard to swallow
But common and the game is like obama mcain
They can't explain all my problems and pain
Call me insane cause im taking xanax to curb my panic attacks
Use a vaporizer relax
Call me insane cause my peers are doing years up in max
And im an episode away from a mental collapse
Under a canopy of stars
Im questioning my sanity in bars
Will we rise like kings? or fall like drug czars
Big ups to sha who sound realer than him
The whole game got me insane im bout to peel off a layer of skin