[Verse 1 the Ghost] I came to this world to play with the chords And I aint even talking musically A puppet master, that I can be Persuasive ideology, puffing on the local trees Maple is the staple, unless you drop down the degrees Burning herb like civilian casualties A war influenced by us Indirectly call it mistrust Or trusting the wrong call The truth being built to fall A downward spiral, surrounded by brick walls This civilization was meant to stand tall But were inching toward the grand hall A few feet to a great yard A few feet and I stand guard Striving to be protective But whats to protect youre self destructive Watching you drink the poison from my cup Watching you turn red til u crack up Thats an analogy on a reactive personality And I aint even talking about chemistry Playing with curiosity While I run with Ferocity Thats an FU to an bilingually In Canada Ill go to eh! Thats if youre feeling me Saying eh! you know nothing about plays Its a tragedy but you still go sick! Sick like a radical square root of two Or like a patient being fed through a tube Or the mind of a psycho, I got that too Even a dentist, ripping out that tooth Its all so obscure, aint that the truth Trynna live a dream of high reputation They say dream big and keep a high destination But if the spiral catches up, Ill hit rock bottom So much for cruising in a Phantom See unlike Kendrick, I will fade away Matter of fact, so will anyone under the suns rays Unless its done big to a point of no return And if youre lucky your souls still to adorn For its such a rare trinket Worth more than a lame mink hat And Im still alive And Im still fading Faded in my mind And of others Im hazing How can I be remembered if Im already forgotten Like an apple fallen off a tree, rotten
spiral, eh, bilingually, reactive, hazing