Conjure

Verse 1 :

Welcome to this Sick nightmare,

Conjured out of pure, thin air,

all your fears appearing here,

reflections in a broken mirror,

but my soul and visions,'

never been clearer,

The sole decision,

to correct this error,

No Regrets, over post-affects

opposing threats have been swept

blessed with a stoic sense

able to tell what's real

and what's just smoke and effects

The Sick and pure, appear broken in visions

The reality of a drastic decision,

erratic excision of an eccentric envision,

Invoked when spoke,

in smoke toked,

revoked with a choke,

exhaled the dope,

Hope to cope,

Stress is a noose

it's an invisible rope,

pressed against my throat

(Hook)

Thoughts raging i n my head,

Won't stop til i conjure them

Verse 2:

Once it's been invoked

The world will slowly choke

infected with reflections every second

No Meds or new methods to prevent it

All resentment is inflicted

Every G.o.a.t, Every chicken,

Every dog, every buck,

the sicness conjure is abrupt

backlash of what's wicked and corrupt

it doesn't give a fuck

Your shit straight outta luck

Our time isn't very long

A pest where it doesn't belong

Eradication is our peak

And in the end, don't pretend

that this planet was always meant just for man

to turn into a desolate wasteland

we turned paradise into prison

It was our Conjured vision.