Paranoia / The Healing

Verse 1:

Look to the left, right
Up, down, up, down
Take every cheat code
To see through motives, briefly control them
No guard up, when I leave home
Just wanna be me
Just wanna be free
Made a mistake & embraced few snakes
In the way, hesitate cause I bleed cold
Double take all my friends
Gotta stay on defend
But I keep blocking them
Don’t wanna hurt again
People tryna get to know me is a struggle
50 push-ups & you jelly in the muscle
Speculation of you trying to get real close to me
Supposedly, you wanna build a bridge & make the tolling steep
Stay low & weave
Ornaments when questioned for embroidery
Controlling thee, narrative
Declaring it’s unknown to see
All assumptions I just made up in my head
You only wanted to relate with me instead
I’m so damaged by past
Purpose package all have
Built a massive wall of brass
And you can’t pass

Chorus:

The coldest form of weather
It ain’t fucking with me
The obstacles arising
It ain’t fucking with me
Your famous favorite rapper
He ain’t fucking with me
Your famous favorite rapper
She ain’t fucking with me

My paranoia, my paranoia, my paranoia
It keeps fuckin’ with me
My paranoia, my paranoia, my paranoia
It keeps fuckin’ with me

Verse 2:

Second-guessing while I’m stressing every point of view
Most of the angles seem acute reveal the ugly moves
Take my kindness for my weakness
Yeah I’m peeping, how you sneaking
Aura reeking of deceiving
Pregnant woman nose
No more speaking, only greeting
Barely greeting, on my defense
Caution keeping, think I’m sleeping
Yeah, you wouldn’t know
All my knights & all black queen can see you pawns now
Initial move ain’t always top two when you drawn out
I got this way of playing chess
Just to protect, what’s in my chest
You best respect, the treasure chest or back up 10 squares
My escape is a face
Keep it straight
But I fail, to connect cause my smile’s in a safe
Around my people, I’m a people person
That ain’t cool
I’ll get to know you if it's necessary
Call it rude
While I play keep away
I just stain other’s my view of my frame
But you can call it what you want to nigga

Chorus

Verse 3:

Claustrophobic kills my hosting when I’m hardly open
Foreclose the homing seeking friendship is a blinded focus
Trying to find the spaces where I’m vacant
Like a vapor with the Sakers
Chuckie Yeager, Supersonic naysayers
God give patience
God give me posture for a Judas embracing
Open-ended circle but my circle ends with traitors
Radius arraignment takes the shaping of the maker
Love will gavel out the fakers
Many Shadier than slim
Shadier than shadows in a barrel
Bunch of crabs snapping at yo ankles pretty circumstantial
Am I serving or just stepping on?
Leading or just stepping on?
Eternal legacy versus the dead & wrong
Head is gone if I’m just moving off the past hurting
Past pain can be a costume from the last person
Instead, I Marvel at the healing & who’s here
Blood of Logan in my tears
As I’m clawing up the tiers