Ballistic
I know a lot of people hate on me
Yeah it's okay
I know I'm not the perfect person
I make mistakes too
Because I'm human too
But it's not right
I can't stop thinking about all the stuff that goes around
You've got me fuming
This hatred I keep consuming
Man I'm losing myself
Man the way that I feel
Man I'm about to reveal
I've got a temper so ill it'll find the power and will to rip right through solid steel
About to blow up
Like a military mine field
My mind feels
Rage filled and twisted
I'm going BALLISTIC.
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