My Mind Is Living On Cloud 9

Found Myself Screaming In A Hotel Room. I Didn't Want To Self-destruct.

Every Time I Write These Words They Become A Taboo, Making Sure My Punctuation Curve, Every Letter Here's True, Living My Life In The Margin, And That Metaphor Was Proof.

I'm Machiavelli's Offspring, I'm The King Of New York, King Of The Coast, One Hand, I Juggle Them Both.

We're All Human At The End Of The Day, Making Mistakes. But Learn From Them Is The Key.

Just Let Me Be Me, That's The Only Way I Know.