T.O.G. Video (MV)

My brain is bogged
Couldnt tell you for how long
Im lost in thought
Tripping off of god knows what

Could I spit you a curse?
Put a hex on you with my words?
If I did. Could I finish my verse?
If I promise you it wouldnt hurt
But a moment, like so bad, but your moaning
I aint trying be so decietful
You ask for a promise, what could I do
Not my fault that people personify evil

Creeping up inside your skull
The thoughts I cant contain
Feel their weight
They call my name
And angels sing
I fight for grace and steal their wings
I dash for sun
But burn instead
Feel myself degenerate
The progress that I made
All for none
Could give a f*ck
But where's fun
In that
Need fuel for a track

My brain is bogged
Couldnt tell you for how long
I've been lost in thought
Tripping off of god knows what

And even if I was a seer
I wouldn't be a believer in
The things my eyes are telling me that I can see
Only omens and demons
Be friendly
Everyone else just be faking
And silently contemplating everything

Cause you're the rook
And they're the king
In their vision
Or you got queens
And they want these
They have no goals but they want rings
And they rock gold but front fake teeth to be he?

Relate themselves to idols they're not
Expect respect by hitting marks or the chart
When their characters as fake as my shoes
And they wanna act they're writing shit too?
I mean there's no shame in spitting with heart
But when it didn't even come from your arm

Gotta honor the artist
That did make his brain f*ck a page and create your reastate
The alias that you're great

My brain is bogged
Couldnt tell you for how long
Im lost in thought
Tripping off of god knows what