here with the dead

Far from the place that I feel that I'm more Jason
 And some of the spaces that I'm facing better views of amazing great
 So I pace myself and I'm patient
 Humble and laying gracious like invasive with determination
 But I'm frustrated
 Cause everything is faded, am I the one to be king jaded
 Somewhere in the mist of this shit is so beyond complicated
 Cause life is abrasive and full of hatred
 So my grit thick and my shit contagious
 Amping up my expectation
 To fast-forward to destinations
 Choosing locations inside my mind
 Alive and ecstatic between the situation
 But short period of time, allowed to shine
 Like I'm sacred they cannot take it
 If I stop, is it back to basics
 Persuasion in games, karma screaming in their faces
 Making sure the world knows it'll never replace us
 I'm blasted, who's asking to ride quick
 And fuck fake love, where real homies died for this
 I'm old school like DL status up on my wrist
 From the days that I wrote on the papyrus
 Now let me try just again
 I'm tryna deal with the situation
 And every day it gets harder for me to understand
 Seems like I need a solution to all the problems
 Plaguing me and taking over again
 But I can't see in your way
 Cause most of your eyes are closed
 And you'll never see it my way
 They'll say I'm dead and ain't got no soul
 That's bad, bad, bad, bad
 Too bad for me and you're probably right
 Bad, so bad, you'll cry for me, I'll be fine
 Here with the dead
 I'm the evil incarnate, writing in cars with humanity's vomit
 Feeling lethargic, hiding in bars
 Cause I no longer wanted to keep you feeling bizarre
 Like I'm a circus performer
 The buzzard flies from other guys that are not important
 Cause I'm the shit that all of the maggots, they tried to board in
 You must be snorting, I rap crammed and you egg norton's
 The honeymoon is over at least for the rap portion
 Fuck the smoke, I bring the Terrordome like P.E
 Gave me every single word that I wrote on a CD
 I'm giving pink slips to dick lips who think this
 It's just some internet talk and we don't really eat this
 Cause all that beef shit was facetious
 Facilitated by ignorant pieces of human faces
 Or is it feces who deeds these hypocritical lies
 From people wanted to beat me
 But could never fit in my shoe size
 Now let me try just again
 I'm tryna deal with the situation
 And every day it gets harder for me to understand
 Seems like I need a solution to all the problems
 Plaguing me and taking over again
 But I can't see in your way
 Cause most of your eyes are closed
 And you'll never see it my way
 They'll say I'm dead and ain't got no soul
 That's bad, bad, bad, bad
 Too bad for me and you're probably right
 Bad, so bad, you'll cry for me, I'll be fine
 Here with the dead
 Here with the dead
 Here with the dead
 Here with the dead