Therapy - Jus Allah

I am on fire

I’m standin' in water with live wire

I shouldn’t be alive, I wasn’t a live prier

My gun had live rounds and hadn’t died either

It’s on a strict diet that’s high in iron and fiber

I’m not love worthy, I’m fine in isolation

My murders and crimes are just fines and violations

I like being the brains behind the operation

But I’m blood thirsty, I might die of dehydration

But I don’t like charity, I’ll recoup and recover

I live life vicariously through others

I’m livin' off the blood that I take from our true customers

If someone ain’t pullin' their weight, the group suffers

My gun’s sensitive to the slightest of vibration

I gotta be patient and wait for the right occasion

I need enough strength to control my night cravings

I need a blood bank that can hold my life savings

I lived underneath of Hell

I couldn’t eat, couldn’t leave the cell

I couldn’t see, I learned to read from a Speak and Spell

It was everything I needed, I was treated well

Just another day at the +Office+, I was Steve Carell

I couldn’t sleep, I’d stand the entire task

A would-be king, the man in the iron mask

I was trapped, my capturer had the higher grasp

'Til I snapped the bars and shattered the fiberglass

It was enemy territory, foreign sand

It wasn’t heaven or hell, it was borderland

My birthparents must’ve had a more important plan

They left me on a porch, knocked on the door and ran

In the wrong hands, abandoned with calamity

I ain’t have a chance or a family

I ain’t have a plan B or sanity

I ain’t have fantasies in canopies

Life is no guarantees or answer keys