If there's one thing you must understand - ink is posion in proper hands
Verses cut to the heart of things as fast as any killer can
All those who try to rise above it end up deeper in the mire
Imagining bullets in their backs they must always turn and fire
Turn and fire
Some humans try to free themselves and strengthen bonds already there
While others turn their minds to shit some fools try by they always fail
I'm no better, I'm no different; I am also in the mire
When I feel daggers in my back, I must always turn and fire
Turn and fire
You write it down, but is it real?
Your good can't exist without your evil
When you take sides, you shoot yourself
But go on and say you don't need my help
I remember when you were just a child
I'll be damned if I see you grow up to hide
You can fire at others with words that stain
But the poison you're fighting flows in your veins
Shoot me.