I grew up with three women amidst drama with my father
I asked mom early why he was never there
She was afraid that I would never be the same again
That's why this album starts at the psychiatrist's
Because no matter how high I rise, it feels like I'm at the bottom
At the beginning of '21, I thought about it, me, tz
But this, what I believe in, doesn't allow it
It's not easy when the tracks are white and the thoughts are dark
It was worst in the springtime
The tree in the garden shimmers greenish-white
Everything could be so cozy
But what's going on when in reality nothing is left for you
Except pressure in the chest and leaden tiredness?
I had to go far back into my childhood
I remember how I almost suffocated in my room at seven
I think of emergency surgeries, knew, in a way it was a leap of heart
The only thing that makes me breathe easier is the mountain air
But there's none in mom's apartment
The next years were sick shit
In the truest sense of the word and what I didn't get
Whenever I was sick, I was not alone
That's why I was often
I just thought about it yesterday
It seems like my father left me
Just like her father left her
And his father left him
And whether I break the cycle and am the first to do it differently
Back then I thought I'd never get over it
They found grandma on the floor after forty Nitrazepam
This repeated itself with my ex then again afterwards
Two women I loved wanted their hearts to never beat again
It's okay, keep going, it's okay
Do you think all this just happens to me and I stay like this?
Every line from this time is like a little death
Maybe that's why we pushed Ganja
Maybe that's why I fled into a gang construct
In this city, a different air blows
Before you see how we really are, I'd rather
That you're afraid of us, tz
Whether I'm the best rapper is not the question
The question is: "How do I turn it into cash?"
Do I end up in a house in the Canaries with my wife at the altar
Or do I tear you apart and stay on the street?
I feel like Franzi van Almsick among a few non-swimmers
Vest is stab-proof, because I'm right in the middle of something, Dicka
There must be steel bars in front of the window
Benz in front of the door means: "Dog and wife into the bedroom"
This year I saw grave lights shining in front of old brothers
I see death, but never panic, tz
And these wankers ask: "Do you still believe in God?
Is your head cleaned up again?"
V, you gotta get out of your house, a little booze, a little snot
Believe me, you don't need more, out here we're boss
But I don't want any gold, no ones, no shiny Benz
No success, you can burn all that shit
I'll put everything in rubble and then you'll finally realize
Why they name storms after people

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