Yo,Many mixed thoughts have me lost in my teachings,
tryna rep my ends,
and hang wit my friends,
already lost a few to the angel of death,
consumed by the shock,
i try regain my breath,
but the depth has me in it,
and as i tussle with the beast,
i tussle with defeat,
try remain sane for thats the only thing i keep,
that and my deteriorating heart beat,
and as my heart beats,
my mind slowly seeks,
for answers to unanswered conspiracies,
and this often occurs,
me being lost for words,
unable to process the things that i infer,
and i stutter,then i utter the words,
im lost ,im lost,
im lost....how absurd,

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az