the family that prays together stays together,
the family that stands apart,falls apart...
i watched people walk away from me as i fall...
but my brothers help me form voltron to destroy them all...
they stand up, i man up, i'm not afraid to play rough..
i took it flush,i shook it off and now i'm built ford tough..
i'm a visual, a lyrikal, literal metaphorical hitman..
i stand tall and crawl silent..
a amateur veteran in the way of violence..
the way of the samurai holds no meaning
my mind, my sword, my soul are screaming..
hypocrites, cynical drastic rat bastards
awaiting a moment for me to get plastered
to stumble, to fall, to lose my way
but fuck that,no longer ronin, i found my way..
my master my meaning my drive my feeling
The Way of No Way...
no more time to play