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[Verse 1: Alfa Mist] I weren't gonna run, but this the furthest I've come I was bursting my lungs I should turn and leave the permanent done 'Cause it hurts to see the worst in the one Plus the mermaids they come with the vermin Speaking words to how I'm undeserving While I turn them into mine Feeling black-tiled, looking further for the light and like It's what the cold and the murderers decide It's hard to be certain of the purpose of the grind When it's purposely designed We learned to be the rhyme Then we feel fatigued, need a sermon, need a sign So we can feel at ease, a blur between the lines I pray away the strain on my vertebrae I lay awake like, "what does the worker make?" Just enough to leave him poor but deserve a break I came aboard though, I learned to wait This will be my train of thought 'til I terminate [Verse 2: 2nd Exit] Hard to believe we get so far so soon Haven't even passed the first isle of the showroom Calm and collected, I tried to home in on the stars But at this point there's no need to mention the past Seems the future's still coming in fast But my day-to-day life is a mercury of the art And lately I've been lacking in charm And the planet I'm from still spins between Venus and Mars Heat fickle, mind unstable Sand on my socks, but always a little food on the table And I'll keep on until I'm no longer able 'Til my shoes are worn out, and the stories turn fiction to fable 'Til my diction's disabled and I'm slower Too old for playing the fool or the joker 'Til I could get the hurdles I never got over I learned three days shy, on the seventh of October [Monologue] It's mandatory that you go to supervision. Now supervision is basically focus once a week. You get out with them. 'Cause they know the work you do is highly stressful. So I thought, you know what there's a stigma on men don't go to therapists, black people don't go to therapists. So I though, they need to know what this is about So at first, yeah, I'm just there. And I just though, you know, what am I gonna talk about? I literally though, like, there's nothing really to talk about. And I thought, "yeah, just tell me about work or whatever." And by the time yeah, it was like the third week or something, yeah, I was like bruv, do you know how healthy this is? I don't think they understand. A lot of people go to get validation in other places, they're just trying to get this. I know people that go to church, try to get what this guy's giving me here