Knowledge be the keynTo unlock your brain and set your mindstate freennn[Deacon]nNonfamiliarity makes you scared to seenThe beauty in front of your eyesnYou're thinkin' merrilynEverything isn't a predictable occurrencenIf you've experienced everything except a purposenThen you've missed everything that was meant to be caughtnLife sessions aren't lessons that can be simply taughtnYou gotta feel the matter, build the datanYou gotta strengthen self or your shield will shatternIn the field, we choose to scatter like miceninstead of coming together and keeping it tightnIt's hard to be alone, deep in the nightnI try to avoid the dark life and be seeking the lightnBut so many times I fall in between the linesnOf what is a devilish sign and what is divinenIf you base your life on wasted nights with no faith in sightnYou might as well free base from pipesnI've fallen down but I got up friendnFell twice, three timesnGot up again and againnAnd again, it's nobodies but my fault it didn't endnYou only don't win when you give innThe days we live innSend shit that'll break the strongestnI put on my body armor and remain the calmestnBein' peaceful at heartnHelps me see through the darknHot dogs walk and it's hard for evil people to start bullshitnWith a literally cool kidnWhose only form of battlin' is through musicnIf you hold yourself tight you can't lose itnLife or death it's up to you who you cruise withnExercise knowledge to increase your wealthnIf you know yourself you'll be shown your wealth [x3]nn[Hook]nn[Kno]nSometimes I ask myself a questionnIs my lack of inner reflectionnsome type of indication of what state my life is in?nThey keep pipin' in elevator musicnSappy and happy as hell with flutes n shitnWhen I reflect back and recollect thatnI was born into the state of walking slumbernTaught numbers realize I'm dirt poornIt hurts more now that I'm oldernShowered in water much colder than thisnHoldin' my lips and close the abyssnWith the speech and the phoniest kissnRendered lifeless talk about an identity crisisnMy third eye remains sightlessnWhen the night hitsnCan't help but lie awakenContemplate fights with vice gripsnDepressions and lessons in starvationnIt's hard to be patientnSittin' perfectly still and listen to your own heart racin'nAssume the description of my life and it's realitynIs on the warm side of fatalitynIt's not fair the way you challenge menOr the silent ways my talents benHidden inside these translationsnEmancipationsnAs I try to dab the slate cleannFutile attempts to make my fate gleannHate seems all inclusivenIt makes me want to fall reclusivenAnd rip the tallest loose-leafnWith a makeshift face liftnFor my mental statenHuh check it outnn[Hook]