back like i never left.

[Tarabulus]

i step on lonely ground like steps
walking around, wondering how to sort all this mess
it's like i'm walking through a vortex, a labirinth
i feel my cold fists shivering, after all this, live again?
medicine and cough mints do me well but
it's worthless when it comes to the coldness from within
emotions flow just like cold winds blistering the skin
close my eyes and i see old friends : paper and my pen
they never really left me back then when i was blocked and
couldn't take one breath without me thinking about some broad that..
fuck, no use talking about it, i'd rather spit my demonic, neurotic
flow to leave you walking astonished, simbolic,
i compass every field of science and knowledge
i'm sort of a Davinci, un uomo universale
I used to be dead serious now i just play and i frolic, like
Mysterious maniac, mentalist and minty
you mediocre meth-addict mind controlled, you're melting!
i'm saving all of you stans by just m and m-ing you
so don't go do some crazy shit and beat it, cause
you're useless showing off like a bulletproof vest with a v-neck