Exit - Alfa Mist, 2nd Exit

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

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

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