[Intro: Ronnie Hammond]
Real life situations lose their thrill (WeirdCLVN; Black Fucking Voodoo)
Real life situations lose their thrill
Real life situations lose their thrill
Imagination's unreal

[Verse: Sybyr]
Fuck your god, he don't like me
Bitch I'm tryna move and everything is super pricey
I'ma sell everything in my damn house
Time to get the fuck out, no one understands what I'm tryna do
Never heard of you
WeirdCLVN, I'm from a fucking zoo
Not because I'm dark
I get rowdy when I'm sick of you
Guess I'm inside too much of the time, lets just make a rhyme
Earning less than a dime online
What's the prime example of a figure who has lost his mind?
How can you be talented and still don't have a chance to shine?
All these questions sound a little shitty
There's no need to whine
I will make ungodly amounts of noise until you start to cry
Do or die, you slow ass sons of bitches
Still can't get a job because I'm black
We can't get a chance of the riches
I'm tired of patience
My sanity in the negatives
Preserving is an artificial fruit
Keep my mind on the balance of dangerous
[Outro: Ronnie Hammond]
(Real life situations lose their thrill)
(Real life situations lose their thrill)
(Real life situations lose their thrill)
(Imagination's unre—)