New Truth

I've started my regress into my worst place
I'm starting to pick out masks to cover up my real face
I think i might revoke the door to my entrance space
I'm injecting my selflessness with a dose of selfish
to remold my appearance, without all that damn vintage

and a pinch of salt sprinkled over my existence
just because thats how it tastes sometime
and don't expect me to keep my own mind
cuz mine needs a little more mining,
to see if we can expose the diamonds,

cuz the lying at doing nothin but keeping my relying on re-lying
and the same story twice is playing yourself

the sirens calling me to that money clothes cars and wealth

but i gotta keep my head, and re-up my stealth

desiring that woman, the only chocolate i wanna melt

and beating these buckle debucklers off my belt

cuz reaching out with assistance makes them think it's more than just help

cuz I tend to share the aces in the cards i was delt
using the jokers on the closest to me
it's a new day and i'll bring in a new me

put a couple lyrics on my pad through my new Zs

the old ones didn't permit me to lyric my dreams
but i'm mastering a new craft, updating my scheme
and the plot is to turn my listeners into the fiends
and my fiendish want for brilliance in my speech

will seize because i'm past it