Who Killed the Vibe? Video (MV)

Out with the old is killing the rhythm of things
I told them cling to sillier things
The king with a spring in his step to action
Spitting a million things, about a dozen of which are relevant
Pick a poison mine is evident self destructing in my element
Petulant, prevalent, moving malevolent spinning my spastic antics
You're lacking attention like a broken record Slathered in dust
You lack a dimension, rusty crust of others thoughts and phrases mangled up
I pity the man that wanna start stepping when I'm half peddling
Some bed wetting, wet wipe shit in my setting
Didn't amount to much and loud as f*ck
Abrasive basic stuck is stasis blowing the payslip
Just another sadistic chasing status statistic unwilling to risk it for the bigger buck
Mould it once you've figured
Mould it once you've figured
I met a masked man wrapped telling me to act up
Strapped to the gills saying kill or get killed
Like there's two ways about it
Another pawn to the clan I was found in
I bled red for the flag that I'm bound to
Waging a war for another mans statue
Nah no thank you, I'm good G
This ain't how it should be
Strike me to the ground but you will not move me
Can you not see?
Are you blind or just f*cking with me?
Can't feel my knees on the ground so sounds like I ain't begging to be free
If that's a problem heaven it will be
This could be my eulogy. Sow the seed of life with my dreams
Grow a tree of life now despite what it seems
I'll live on forever in everything that I've been