[Verse 1]
I make believe all my days, I can't believe what I say
I maintain a leash on my brain, but I'm patient, keeping my pace
And I stay competing, I'm vacant, leaving my place of breathing, I'm sane
Cuz I claim my freaky mind’s crazy, making each statement deem mine insane
They say I'm a nerdcore rapper like they heard more rappers
Spit a verse more dapper than the church boy
Bitch I’ve heard more rappers who get hurt more fast
When a curse spawns laughing in the words' story
Good story, got more? I got all morning so I'm bored
But the more I forge ahead the more I'm ignored so I ignore it
And just one thing's in me mentally, the one thing that makes sense to me
My blessing, peace in my entity, everything that I'm meant to be
The source of my energy, the more that I let it breathe
I'm more than I meant to speak, so I'll pour it out and make a mess of me

[Chorus]
On my mind there's only one thing, one thing
My responsibility or the monster killing me
Only one thing, one thing
Call it caustic energy or preposterous enemy
Only one thing, one thing
My responsibility or the monster killing me
Only one thing, one thing
I'm tryna better a lesser me, every second I'm meant to breathe
Only one thing, one thing

[Verse 2]
One thing on my mind, one thing in my heart and soul
One thing on my conscience? Nonsense, conscious, setting my thoughts and goals
And I often ponder my honest targets solved in this art and flow
When I’m off I wander the farthest darkest parts of my heart I know
I’m absent minded inside, see Matt’s alive cuz I try
My passion writing this action item is active finding this life
I imagine hiding in my asinineness, and I'm baffled asking beats why
Many don't mind if this matters, cuz these matters seem to be mine
Face down and my headphones on, in my zone as I vent those songs
Bet I'm broken and holding on in a focused fog of regret and no loss
Any emotion is ended, gone ...in a hole, a descent to fall
Though I'm coping after all, I ain't never had control of my faculties

[Verse 3]
So make room for my elephant
They tell me I'm intelligent ,but hell if I let it go to swell my head
I'm well scripted and eloquent, but fell a victim, unhealthy, dead
I'm on a mission to seldom sell intermissions, sweltering hell I’m in so I
Write more, write more, ya can't say I'm wrong cuz I'm right more
And I'm ripe roaring this hype score to make life more to my liking
Lord have mercy on my mic cords, merciful they're my life force
Heard the core of my hurting organs, and I'm working hard to live life