[Verse 1: Mavi]
I'm feeling around the darkness, hands on the wall
I am the light that my heart pitched, tar that’s why the bars stick
They well preserved, I felt the urge a welch is well deserved
And well to me, this shit no fail so we can serve you what you need like
This some hysteria in stereo, but focus as for us this one carry like balls that Perry stroke
Can't bear to cope with coping mechanisms that can't bear my weight
You barely woke compulsive pessimism couldn’t share my place in it
Up in a minute with a billion infinities and infinity brilliant songs on my enemies guillotine
I've been battling with shit, as evidence, by the baggage of honor
That it circles my ocular on my search for nirvana and purses for momma and personal space
The hurdling pace and aversion agaze, he flow with the urchins [?]
The cur with the curved rim cover the face
And covered eyes when parents nervous, the spaces between their fingers would widen until I bursted right out of that shit
School ain't taught me shit but how to cheat and acknowledge that shit
Every day I write at least I think I get stronger with it
I guarantee the day that doesn't happen I promise I'll quit
[Verse 2: Messiah (aka: Orpheus)]
Look what this hater angst made of me
A maple tree with faded leaves
Limbs loose, ripped roots, raging winds raised the beast
Heart cold 'til my skin cold
The pig stench makes skin itch, fists clench, and lips bulge
Hinge broke bursted in without a knock or ring
Drop thoughts heavy as crockpots in mommas sink
Stepped over red clovers, don't cloak desk odor
Roses smell like shit unless it's rose gold neck boulders
So fuck bouquets for my lost Orpheus
Let the porcelain pressure burst same as my thoughts
’Cuz I been feeling dead inside
Wish my granny never died
Devil doing double duty demons in this head of mines
Nevermind that I might cock the nine back
Like fuck cops, buck shots, make your spine crack
Fingers fidgeting for figures I figure you niggas bitches
Anxious angst just to angles, did it pigment made me a menace
Still counting my flaws tryna balance my energy
And school ain’t teach me shit but how stupid niggas can really be
Counting my flaws tryna balance my energy
And school ain't teach me shit nigga
ANGST was written by MESSIAH! (Rapper) & MAVI.
ANGST was produced by J-Ax.