I was trying to think of a cool way to start this song
But all I can think of is how bad my allergies are
Ha
I'll die a legend like I'm Sinbad
Lord forgive me for my bad sins
I'ma make sure that my shit lasts
Treat everything like it's my last shit

Misery ends when the blizzard begins
It's a wintery mix: love, mystery, sins
Blistering winds, picture me taking victory sprints
Riddle me this: Will you mothafuckas remember me then
Ah
Feel like I'm tripping off a psychedelic
If you want to hear my story, on the mic I'll tell it
You don't even have to like me if you like the records
Mizery has finally lied to rest, and that's my dying message
Oh Lord
A massacre is a mass occurrence
I know you heard it, 'cause I just keep on attacking verses
I don't really want to trap or murder, I lack the courage
Ain't no waiting for the bag to surface, I'm back to working
I'm glad you're learning
Shit, I got bars
So I'm back in service
Boy you're faker than some titties from a plastic surgeon
Keep on having tragic urges to combat the herd
It's crazy, I'm on Track to have a purpose 'cause I Practice perfect
Ahhh Ahhh Ahhh
Du-du-dude
What's your state of mind
Throw your watch up in the trash, it's a waste of time
When I look into my past, thru the greyest skies
I see every fucking thing, I got a naked eye
God, God, God, God damn
I feel like God, damn
They tried to stop me
Do you not know who I am
Game's over, stop playing
Red light, no Roxanne
Destiny will get the best of me
So hold up, let us see if this is God's Plan
Shit, I'm tweaking, Xion with the remix
Picked a beat that I could rip to pieces
Quicker speeds, you might should listen, lean in
This could be a minor inconvenience
In my dreams I find my inner demons
If I leave, this could be the reason
If I'm bleeding, silent in the streets then
Know that when I die, this misery ends
Diving in the deep end
When I get to writing, it's the cleanest
Shit, I'm spitting fire, get the Phoenix
Feeling like I'm Midas, on my King shit
I should live in Zion, Lord Jesus
Is it really pride? Am I conceited
Is it all a sign? Am I genius
I will be defined when I'm defeated
What's your mind state
See my vision's getting bigger, that's the only way I die late (shit)
Said, what's your mind state
I see my vision getting bigger, that's the only way I'll die late
Misery's End
In December we win
It's a cold winter event
Blood mixed with revenge
When you're missing me
Witness me making this history, shit
I was meant to be this
Boy, you're not forgetting me then