Текст песни In The Event - Damion Jones

I'm fatigued, from running these roads of exile.
And in my dreams this shit is scary as X-Files.
Stuck in denial, for a while trying to smile.
To walking miles down the aisle steady picking up piles like Gomer.
And the trauma left me dumber than Homer.
Never really had friends was considered a loner, donor...
for your organs if you running up on a,
nigga like me your genes getting split like chromosomes.
Your words tough but your bones are fragile.
In my autobiography pages turning like Satchel.
Was a rascal but I wasn't really little when I started.
To live and let die was the option to be the hardest.
The smartest nigga in class and was a artist.
To paint a perfect picture instead of going to parties.
The oddest memory I have i can't remember.
Cause nowadays May feel like November.
But that is they agenda.
They have u bent like a fender.
Mix ya head just like a blender.
But is it all so simple?
Damn my nigga.
So Am I insane?
And Who the fuck is flying the plane?

Im waking up from hibernating.
A near death situation.
I think it's time for liberation. (
But time is never patient.
So am I.
And that is rhetorical.
Oh you can bend a spoon, so I guess you the Oracle?
It's funny how life turns out.
When you teach yourself to brawl when ya back against the wall
And I done seen it all, told a thousand lies.
I was devious.
And for that, Lord I apologize.
You done gave me a thousand tries.
In the event of demise, let me go ahead and take off my disguise.