Why Im here
I'm in a reality where I don't know where I belong
And I know I shouldn't let these things affect me
But in some hole in my thoughts they do
So I'm not really sure of what I'm doing at this point
I'm not a hip hop fan but this is the one
The only way I could say this things without making this song way too long
Although I know that
Everything is shooting and saving and killing and living and
Breaking and making and taking and wanting and hating life
Worthless, because although I'm saying this things in this song
You're here because of the drums (or the drugs) and the bass
Which is sounding like (yeee)
It's aggressive without guns
Singing like a dead bird and slow like a tortoise

Slow like a tortoise
Slow like a tortoise

With a white cover but full of black pages
You will be reading it but you won't understand it
Like life it goes on but you still don't know where it goes
And every day gets worst
Or better, it depends of you, I'm not a message giver
I'm not a receiver, I'm here for the believers
That believe in you, that believe in me
That people are the reason why I'm doing this and why I'm here
Why I'm here
Why I'm here