I'm in a reality where I don't know where I belong And I know I shouldn't let these things affect me But in some hole in my thoughts they do So I'm not really sure of what I'm doing at this point I'm not a hip hop fan but this is the one The only way I could say this things Without making this song way too long Although I know that Everything is shooting and saving and killing and living and Breaking and making and taking and wanting and hating life Worthless, because although I'm saying this things in this song You're here because of the drums (or the drugs) and the bass Which is sounding like (yeee) It's aggressive without guns Singing like a dead bird and slow like a tortoise Slow like a tortoise Slow like a tortoise With a white cover but full of black pages You will be reading it but you won't understand it Like life it goes on but you still don't know where it goes And every day gets worst Or better, it depends of you, I'm not a message giver I'm not a receiver, I'm here for the believers That believe in you, that believe in me That people are the reason why I'm doing this and why I'm here Why I'm here Why I'm here