Manz Introspec

I’m dying I’ll shortly hit the casket,
Soul on empty might be non-existent,
I need a Kit-Kat to mash on replenish,
But screw it the nice guy’s lowkey demonic,

Straight outta hell like a rocket,
Feeding on beats got me feeling euphoric,
Excited as all hell when I’m handing out coffins,
Remnants of a soul on decay so I’m out for all of yours and I’m greedy filling up my pockets,

I wanna let it all out like a broken faucet,
To be honest, still feel I’m on my lonely,
And every facet of my life wants something from me,
At the end of the day I ask myself if I can deliver,

That’s when I die a little more, a reminder,
The pain has just started and it ain’t over,
Then burn myself to ash with my hellish temper,
Use my rage as a damned anchor,
Kick my ass into gear get that work like a tax collector,

It’s chronic, the empty feeling that starts overflowing,
I walk in to a room full of smiling corpses,
I’m sick I know I’m killing myself need no diagnostic,
But I dont care when I’m fully gone you’ll see the passion in every lyric…